Not That Way!

After last week’s article Follow Me to The Place I Will Show You, I thought I would tell you of a time I didn’t do what God asked. I hope it will speak to you if you are struggling to say yes. No, that doesn’t make sense. I can’t be hearing you right. I stood…

Follow Me to The Place I Will Show You

I can do that. My husband and I both had the same reaction at the same moment in church. A guest speaker was sharing of a need he had, and the Holy Spirit whispered, “He’s talking to you.” I love when this happens. Holy Spirit talks. We listen. The we listen part is key. So…

Road Trip: Delivering the News

If you follow me on social media, you know that with summer and its longer days, the wandering has commenced. My husband and I made our way east via the road less traveled . . . literally. This year, we chose to take The Loneliest Highway across the country to see what we could see….

When Helping Hurts

What do you do when helping hurts? I have been faced with that question recently. No matter what I did in the situation, my ‘help’ was just prolonging the hurt. When I considered withholding my help, guilt came, bringing with it a flood of ‘what ifs” to my brain. “What would Jesus do” kept me…

Practicing Small Things

I wondered today, Did I make a difference in the world? I kissed babies, Poured Cheerios, Changed diapers. But did I do anything that made a difference in the world? I hugged tightly, Read words, Sang silly songs. I wonder if those are things that can make any difference the world. What would come from…

Can I Get a Witness?

“I can’t do that.” This statement is one often heard when people are called upon to share their testimony with others, followed by, “Evangelism is not my gifting. Someone else would be much better at it. I wouldn’t know what to say. Just let me serve behind the scenes.” They talk themselves out of it…

Generously Sow

I fed a homeless guy last night. His name was Edward. It isn’t unusual for me to feed someone I see that might be hungry. Maybe it’s because my mamma taught me it was impolite to eat in front of others, though I don’t really know if that applied in this situation, since Edward was…