You see…I lost my voice. And I didn’t just lose my voice, but most importantly, I lost myself too. It happened so gradually and covertly that I didn’t even really notice. And when I finally did notice, I was surprised! God and my family were not.
I miss gardening. I used to do it all the time when the boys were little. I even had a vegetable garden each summer where I grew corn, green beans, zucchini, and a variety of other things that I felt like experimenting with that year. I like being outside and getting my hands dirty. I… Continue reading The Gardener
I hope that I am not alone in admitting that sometimes I let myself get into a bad mental place. Sometimes that bad place actually feels kinda good. It is secluded, dim, and even a bit cozy. I feel safe and protected in there. Safe from all of the shame and humiliation that I love… Continue reading Even in Failure, there is still Victory!
On May 31st, I found myself bound for another silent retreat. Though I clearly remember telling myself I would never attend one again. My first experience was not the best and I sure did not want a repeat. I signed up to go with my ministry partner thinking this would be a nice way to… Continue reading Silent Retreat