I recognize in myself a deep need to be loved and to be seen. To matter deeply to someone.

I can say with confidence that God does speak to His people. And He speaks to us in a myriad of ways.

At the core of my being, I’m a little girl that loves Jesus. A little girl that gathers wildflowers and presents them to Him with a sweet smile. Simply to express my love and to bring a smile to His face.

I was so moved by the research on laughter and even on smiling that I wanted to remind myself. And I thought maybe, you too, needed the reminder. 

My parents taught us that people of all different colors, race, wealth, and backgrounds are valuable and that God sees beauty in them all. 

We become what we think. “Think on these things…” It is possible. With a choice on our part coupled with God’s power at work in us. And over time, we will be amazed at the transformation.  

As we are approaching Valentines Day I can't think of a more appropriate scripture than 1 Corinthians 13. 

The upside of going through the Bible fast is that it's easier to grasp the big picture.

I would love it if I lived in such a way that God never had to interrupt my agenda so I could focus on His agenda. 

Today I lived life small. I started the day with a plan. A big plan. But I didn't accomplish it. I was in zombie zone all day.

It was 1960 and I had just walked into my new 3rd grade classroom at Ridge Street Elementary Public School in Newark N.J. 

One thing many Christians don't seem to grasp is that troubles WILL come. If a person knows the whole of God's Word, then he or she should have picked up on this fact long ago.

As I sit here and think about the life I was given and the statistics based on my childhood. I'm. Shocked.

God designed each of us in a unique way. And His design is beautiful. He designs with great intention…

I accidentally took this photo of myself last fall and was absolutely appalled at what I saw. It showed me that a candid shot, from the wrong angle, in bad lighting could reveal a pretty ugly side of myself.

As I sit here in my car in the quiet morning darkness with snowflakes falling around me, I'm disturbed. Deeply disturbed.

Avoid the trap. Offense is always a trap set for us.

The starkness of winter reveals a hidden beauty.

So many thoughts come with the beginning of a new year. Sometimes hopeful thoughts. Sometimes excitement. Sometimes thoughts that are blah or even full of dread.

As I sit here on December 26th, listening to Canada Geese honking across our pond, I reflect back on the past few days and the Christmas that didn’t happen.