A Closer Walk: Overcoming Dark Storms of Doubt

I was stunned at the size of the doubt-storms that were rolling across the landscape of my life. Suddenly I was being engulfed by dark clouds of questioning God, myself, what I believed about everything. It is easy to believe in a God of Love when everything in your life is rosy, but when things…

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A Closer Walk: Good News Daughter

I am a daughter who loved her dad. But here’s the thing. My Father was not good at expressing his feelings or the things that really mattered to him, and that deeply affected our relationship, and how we related to one another. Unfortunately, for both of us, because my dad had a dysfunctional relationship with his parents, there wasn’t anything in…

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A Closer Walk: That First Faint Whisper

I remember after my accident the first faint whisper God spoke. I sat every day in the ashes of my burned-down-life, not sure if I even wanted to recover from all the devastation I saw. A weariness had enveloped me that was beyond anything I had ever experienced before. That place, right in the middle of…

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Broken To Bless

I think it was Ruth Graham who wrote, “…there is a broken heart in every pew.” Many years down the road, with many a “breaking-experience” under my belt, I can say a healthy amen. We in The Church are “a building” built from broken things. I recall when I was the editor of my women’s…

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Beloved Prodigal… (Part 1 ~ bat Shuvah)

  The road you’re on is not an easy one. (I should know.) I have been down your road. It is for that reason I wrote this book. I am hoping it will plant some seeds of trust in that heart of yours. The Jewish would call me “bat Shuvah”—she who has returned. I have returned. To my Abba-Father God. To…

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CODE RED

I am stumbing through grief again. “So soon?” my heart whispered. It seems as if I had just recovered from one huge loss when I got the jarring news that someone I loved dearly had been whisked away. Gone. Death always jars me to my toes. I never get used to it no matter how many times…

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Seasons

~~~ Father—Creation that you’ve made! Spring’s sweet buds, and Summer’s glade; Pumpkin’s orange in Fall’s bright pallet, Forest’s sleep ‘neath Winter’s mallet… ~~~ Your seasons teach me lessons stern; Lessons that, I needs, must learn; That all year ’round — these changes show, I must change if I’m to grow! ~~~ Why resist with all my might? …with each…

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Changed In The Dark

I’ve had you in the dark – it’s true! How could you understand? That all from the beginning Is exactly as I’ve planned. ~~~ Could I choose, dear one, to smash your heart? No, it would be cruelest wrong Instead my plan, to change your heart, And give it bright new song ~~~ I know…

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Ashes

As I sit here, from Heaven’s view Watching you weep among the ashes? I wish you could see, what I see The other life that crashes ~~~ Don’t think that you’re the only one, That’s wandering through destruction; That I’ve no plan to take it all And begin the reconstruction… ~~~ Just like I’ve done…

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