I’ve always enjoyed the story of the Prodigal Son. But its focus challenged me. My heart went to the son who stayed behind … the one who could not forgive his younger brother. Brandon Adams writes about that in his latest blog, It’s Never Too Late to Come Back.
It’s important to remember that God loves us all … and offers forgiveness to all who seek it.
A new morning awaits … for all of us.
Check out my article in the last Leading Hearts magazine. Begin your own mason jar full of blessings!
It happened a long time ago. It started when a Samaritan woman met a guy and got married.
We don’t know much more than that. All we know is that they were married … and that marriage ended. Did her husband die or did he divorce her? Was she so hard to live with that this husband couldn’t take it any longer? We can only guess. But she was single again, then married. Again. And again. And again until she had five husbands.
Life went on for this Samaritan lady when she moved in with another man. Had he refused to marry her because of her reputation or was her character so difficult to be around he wouldn’t commit himself? Was she an old woman by now, bitter and worn? At least he allowed her to live there, cook for him and tend to his needs. Continue reading
If you watch the news you’re probably getting depressed … frustrated … wondering if God has looked away. I can tell you, He’s alive and well. Look what He’s doing in Sierra Leone. Thank you, Mike Peper and your team for sharing how God’s hand is moving in your section of Africa.
Please follow Mike Peper’s ministry at https://www.saltandlightforafrica.com/.
Check out my guest post with Sandra Allen Lovelace. There’s a life outside “the box” and that life has a purpose and is quite beautiful. You can rely on that. And also rely on God’s love and desire to fill your days with peace and joy.
Embrace who you are … you’re pretty awesome.
And don’t forget to sign up to receive posts from Sandra’s website.
Are you setting goals for the new year? Ready to get “that monkey” off your back?
If you’re in ministry, or if you need to be ministered, I have the perfect book for you.
Secrets: A True Story of Addiction, Infidelity, and Second Chances, by Jonathan Daugherty is a must. You will read how a man kept a secret—a secret that shaped his view of life and relationships—for over ten years and how that secret almost ruined his life. It’s a dark story—yet illuminated with the power found in God’s love and grace. Secrets offers an example of no matter how far you are from your purpose, Jesus will reach down—into the depths of hell if need be—and redeem you.
I’ve seen been reminded twice today that we need to appreciate our scars.
I don’t think that’s a coincidence. Maybe you may need to hear that, too. Check out Sheila Walsh’s post. Don’t lose hope.
You may feel like you’re done. Like you want to give up. But please know, Jesus is working on your behalf–right now–pleading your case. And remember … your scars are reminders of God’s faithfulness.
Who then is the one who condemns? No one. Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us. Romans 8:34 NIV
Writing isn’t as glamorous as it may seem. There are long hours with no promise of success. You sweat. Dream. You claw your way from one page onto another. You pull words and together then delete others. It can be a challenging process.
Now try writing after suffering TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury).
That’s what Martin Johnson does. Read his guest post on Almost an Author, Writing with a Disability. You’ll want to cry. Then cheer. But one way or another, you’ll see the writing process differently. Thanks, Martin for sharing your journey. You can follow Martin on Twitter at
I’d like to introduce you to an online friend of mine, Michelle Munt. Michelle writes the most interesting blog posts, showing there is life after brain injury.
Michelle also encourages others to share their stories. Check out Leanne Whitehouse’s post from September 6th as she tells of celebrating her thirtieth anniversary of the beginning of healing from brain injury.
Thanks, Michelle, for carrying the torch for others struggling with the slow process of healing.
If you’re not already following Michelle, why not?
The cool air stirred and the long rays of morning sun greeted the three of us as we walked the long driveway. It took everything in me not to start crying.
“Today’s a great day!” I said, with too much pep in my voice. I wanted to make sure I told him all he needed to know for this special day. “You’ll meet new people and it’ll be terrific!”
We continued to walk, hand in hand as we always had in the past. He stopped, looked up into my eyes, and with a sober voice, “It is a great day, right, Mommy?”
Little Sis skipped along singing Great day, It’s gonna be a great day … She had no idea the somberness of this moment. But how could she? How could she know what it felt like to lose a baby into an Unknown World?