There’s a lesson to be learned when running with a discerning heart, weeping eyes, a hurting soul, and a pocket full of blessings that it took a while to dig down to reach. When you’re in a mess, sometimes that mess seems so deep that your drowning being is grasping at straws to pull up… Read More Stewarding Prayer: A Season of Trial and Fleeting Peace
I haven’t been dragging my feet on life decisions, I have just been reluctant to take back-lash or make pretexts. Recently someone made a decision for me that just pushed me off the cliff and it was either to pull that chord or plummet with the hopes of landing well. Daughter number two says, “You… Read More Free-Falling: A Season of Trial and Fleeting Peace
I decline to respond. I decline to respond. I decline to respond. The hurt is starting to plow down deep and the spirit of what my friend calls “aloha” is lost on a population of pious attitudes. Aloha is defined as warm affection. It’s affection for a person, an attitude, a presence, or just an… Read More Looking to Vent: A Season of Trial and Fleeting Peace