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  • The Woman at the Well

    I had always loved the story of the woman at the well and how Jesus had offered her living water. I had also always likened it to someone who didn’t have Him in their life because after all, she hadn’t… Continue reading

    The Woman at the Well
  • Offense

    I was offended and I knew it. And most likely, if I told my story to you, you would tell me I had every right to be. Every time I thought of them and the situation, I remembered how much… Continue reading

    Offense
  • Empty Spools of Thread

    It felt like I had been sewing for ages. Between one girl going to give six months on the Navajo reservation and two girls going to teach, the threads continued to fly. But what caught my attention one day was… Continue reading

    Empty Spools of Thread
  • Setting our Love Upon Him

    We had been at their wedding reception and I was impressed with his love for her. I knew all grooms had this kind of love for their brides, but this one drew me in. They wanted us to stop in… Continue reading

    Setting our Love Upon Him
  • Hospitality

    Our Sunday school lesson that day was on hospitality. I had read it a couple days before and had been thinking about one part of it. Hospitality wasn’t always in having company over but was also in opening our hearts… Continue reading

    Hospitality
  • Our Rewritten Song

    It was not a new song to us, but it may as well have been. As a group, we started singing the old familiar words of the song, only to find out it didn’t flow as we remembered it. Had… Continue reading

    Our Rewritten Song
  • Unexpected Moments of Joy

    It was an unexpected moment of joy.  I am not a morning person. I love the morning feeling and wish it would last all day long, but how I love my sleep. If I get enough, I don’t mind too… Continue reading

    Unexpected Moments of Joy
  • “You are Mine”

    “I have called thee by thy name; thou art mine” (Isaiah 43:1b). She had been my first grade teacher and I hadn’t seen her since we left California. It was a blast from the past the evening someone pointed out… Continue reading

    “You are Mine”
  • God and Barefoot Shoes

    It was barefoot shoes that gave me my inspiration this time. On a rainy Saturday in the month of May, he and I sat at the table in the midst of a couple hundred people and talked about walking and… Continue reading

    God and Barefoot Shoes
  • Hands and Feet of Jesus

    She sent me a message one day.  “A random thought that came to me in the night. ‘You maybe need to write something about how we as Christian gals need to help each other fight each other’s battles instead of… Continue reading

    Hands and Feet of Jesus