We were crushed and overwhelmed beyond our ability to endure, and we thought we would never live through it. 9 In fact, we expected to die. But as a result, we stopped relying on ourselves and learned to rely only on God, who raises the dead. ~ 2 Corinthians 1:8b-9 NLT Ever feel like the apostle …
Let me know. I ask, text and email this phrase as my mind whirls with plans. God created me with an organization gene. I consider it one of my gifts. But I’m learning I cannot plan and control everything. Collaboration is necessary. So I organize then ask others to ‘let me know’ their input, decisions …
Steadfast, yet disappointed. I am sure, yet unsure of what’s next. A call brought even more worry. Plans cancelled and grieving what was eagerly anticipated, I wondered what next while overwhelmed at what was to come. Tired and searching, I asked God what to write about and sensed it was about faith, to never run …
The tangerine color caught my eye among all the gray. I glanced past my daughter in the passenger seat to glimpse a beautiful sunrise amid the fog. Brilliant hues of peach, pink and orange turned to yellows as we traveled for a few hours the other morning. The majesty of the colors was a grateful …
Anxiety lurked beneath her beautiful makeup. Fear swam in the blue of her eyes. The what if’s of what could go wrong floated like word bubbles above her head. Yes, she had prayed. But she still couldn’t let go. I know this feeling. We pray but still worry. We trust but still wonder. We both …