The Gift of Weakness

The Gift of Weakness

When I think of gifts, visions of beautifully wrapped gift boxes in shiny red paper and sparkly bows usually fill my mind. Especially now in this Christmas season, gifts are everywhere. I envision myself opening the box and finding little goodies tucked neatly away in...
Soul Rest

Soul Rest

This is going to be amazing, I thought as I grabbed my mug of hot chocolate and headed down the forever long staircase at my work. I had been craving the yummy treat all day and couldn’t wait to pour it down my throat when my thoughts were interrupted by my feet...
Why We Can’t Bury Our Heads in the Sand Anymore

Why We Can’t Bury Our Heads in the Sand Anymore

I hate conflict. I usually find myself slipping out the back door when I see a conflict erupting around me. It makes me about as comfortable as a cat trapped in a roomful of squeaky rocking chairs. I feel anxious, my palms get sweaty and I look for an exit. That’s the...
A Nice Christian Girl

A Nice Christian Girl

I peered into the darkness. Straining to see something, anything that would constitute a snake or bear or lion, tiger etc. I mean I know that this is East Texas but one can never be too far removed from the possibility that a lion or tiger might be nearby. Yes I know...