The hard edges of time haven’t yet lined his face, but the young man knows suffering. He’s grown accustomed to fear biting at his heels; chasing him from one day to the next. Calling on God, he prays and fasts-beseeching the Lord for breakthrough. Relief...
I don’t have a bucket list and I never make New Year’s resolutions. While my intrepid husband conquers mountains, launches himself from the safe confines of an airplane, or explores the waters in which bull sharks thrive; I curl up contentedly on the sofa with the dog...
In the sheltered simplicity of the first days after a baby is born, one sees again the magical closed circle, the miraculous sense of two people existing only for each other. -Anne Morrow Lindbergh I thought I understood love–it’s complexity, depth, and...
I’m awakened by the sound of my daughter’s voice, “I want French Toast, mama.” Through sleep-dimmed eyes, I notice she stands next to the bed–a peace-offering in her hands and a wide grin on her freckled face. “I’ve brought...
As a little girl I imagined my name was Tamara–so much more elegant and interesting than plain Tammy. I wanted to do amazing things…serve in the Peace Corps…write a bestseller…perform on Broadway. Even now–mid-way through life and...