I can feel the waves, crashing against the doors of my heart. Mercy is knocking, begging to be let in but the tempest of the sea is right behind her and threatens to overtake the tiniest crack of acquiescence.
About a year ago Shape magazine randomly showed up in my mailbox. I hadn’t ordered it and according the the credit card people at my bank, I hadn’t been charged […]
My bible study has been focusing on the Priscella Schriver study “Armor of God” and for the last 2 weeks we’ve stayed on the chapter of faith. Last week I […]
I woke up thinking about adoption. It’s funny, lately I’ve been dreaming about it, the topic heavy on my heart and intersecting all that I do. A few weeks ago, […]
There are some things that Montana does best. Dark mountains against grey skies is one of those things. For a season in our marriage we lived in on one of […]