I’m praying for you this morning. May you have peace beyond understanding. I plea to the One who heals the… Read more Prayer for Surgery Eve
The Lord is good, even when I am not. Which is, like, all the time. There just aren’t conditions on… Read more Like, all the time.
My favorite way to remember momma is to let my mind sort of fly over the memories. Occasionally I’ll dive… Read more The Fly Over
Is God’s love really reckless?
Like what is that? Somehow minimizing my outward disgust makes it okay? Sending that crap out through a filter means I can get away with it? You can put your boots in the oven but that don’t make ’em a biscuit.