Remember faith; however small, can move the hand of God which formed the mountain in front of you. God is moved by our faith. Faith will move the mountain.
As a little girl and young woman I use to dream a lot. Most nights I would wake from a dream attempting to scream or scared out of my mind because of what I had experienced in the dream. Some nights I would stay up just so I would not have to dream. I know now where… Continue reading A Love that Never Fails
Really, it wasn’t the unmannerly expelling of gas in a public place that did me in that day. It was all that came before. It was the year-long battle to right myself after the death of my aunt Winnie; who was like my mom, that left this ship listing badly and in need of repairs to… Continue reading It wasn’t the fart…
I went running today; that in and of itself is an amazing feat as I have not been physically active for quite some time. Technically, it was my second day of this horrendous torture some super fit person dreamed up as a way to rehabilitate the couch potatoes of the world. Anyway, I was encouraged… Continue reading The Body that runs together
I was showered with gifts from my family for mother’s day, taken out to lunch after church and yet I was in a funk. A mood. A powerful struggle to let go of the past and grasp hold of the future God has set before me. All weekend long I struggled to put into words what I… Continue reading December Girls