Round and round, wind in my hair and holding on for life…until I land in the mud puddle. SPLAT! As a child, I loved listening to the squeaking and laughter surrounding my little world on the merry go round. I would watch the sky swirling above, where would I stop? Would I be able to stand… Continue reading The Mud Puddle (of life)
As our family travels through a familiar storm, we are holding our anchor while Satan’s lies continue to creep in. They continue to tell me that I’m not enough, I didn’t do enough, I created this, this is my fault. The storm is tossing our family back and forth. We are the battered and torn… Continue reading Holding Our Anchor
It has been nearly a year since I wrote, not for lack of things to write about. Actually, I have spent a lot of time trying to decide what I am worth… What are you worth? I can read the Bible and see how much God loves me, how much God values me, how I… Continue reading What Are You Worth?