The Distractors

Forging forward in following God’s will is difficult at best. At times, we do not clearly see the road before us. Like driving in a thunderous downpour, sights and sounds spook our senses and cause us to cling to the steering wheel with a white-knuckle grip. Doubts pummel our thoughts until we can no longer …

The Great Seduction

I vividly remember the time when a man with a kind face reached across the table, placed his hand upon mine, looked into my eyes, and whispered, “I never thought you would be so beautiful.” I melted like soft butter on warm toast. He had me. At the time, I was a lonely single mother …

The Summer I Let my Gardens Die

The summer I let my gardens die is still fresh in my mind because it just happened. That’s right. This past summer I did not tend to the garden plots that usually grow prolifically with strawberries, tomatoes, squash, and herbs. In fact just the contrary occurred. I watched vermin, wily and pesky squirrels, strip not …

Life’s Loose Ends

I don’t know about you, but I like to tie up loose ends. The sense that a situation or project has a fitting conclusion makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. The room remodeled or the relationship restored has a kind of completion feel that makes my day. However, life does not lend itself …

The Blueprint of Destiny

I wonder if God embeds a blueprint of our destiny into our hearts. Whether we dare to follow this mysterious plan is our choice. How do we know what the blueprint holds? The answer lies in what we feel passionate about doing. This morning, I awoke from an interesting dream in which I embarked upon …

2010 in review

The stats helper monkeys at WordPress.com mulled over how this blog did in 2010, and here's a high level summary of its overall blog health:   The Blog-Health-o-Meter™ reads Wow. Crunchy numbers A Boeing 747-400 passenger jet can hold 416 passengers. This blog was viewed about 8,700 times in 2010. That's about 21 full 747s. …

Realization #2 for 2010: God Didn’t Forget

When I had to leave my former career as an international missionary leader (interspersed with jaunts as a pastor's wife), I thought that God had forgotten…about what He had inspired me to do, what I had loved, what I’d given my life to for fifteen years. I lost so much: my role as an encourager …

Drawing Strength from Home

I remember the summer before I left for the mission field. My plans included a return home for several months so I could prepare to move across the world. I was going to attend a YWAM (Youth With a Mission) Discipleship Training School in the Netherlands.  The classes were held at Heidebeek, the international missionary …

The Stranger’s Gift of Clarity

The Stranger Dogging my steps, stalked a man in the shadows. With hat pulled down and trench coat covering his face, he followed at a distance Fear gripped my throat as I clutched my cloak, like a desperate mother pulling her children to safety. Try as I might to ignore his pursuit, the sound of rainwater squishing between …