Garden Watering







As I was watering our garden this morning, the mist and fresh breeze reminded me of God’s grace.  Fresh.  Daily.  Soothing and awakening.  It was His provision for me. 
For anything to grow and flourish, the initial nurturing is essential. 
Our garden received the fresh watering with a smile. 
It didn’t take long for me to sense God’s presence, right there, in the midst of the ordinary.

Two of my children are home from school today, with that nasty flu bug. 

Mother's Day at the ER - A Letter to My Firstborn





My dearest firstborn son,

This year's Mother's Day was unlike any other... and yet, it was exactly what the Lord had planned for you.  I think you know what I mean...

Biblical Hospitality: A QUICK Book Review...







I’ll be honest…
Whenever the word “hospitality” is said, I cringe.  Not because I don’t like the sound of it, but because I feel guilty for not having scored high on hospitality in my Spiritual Gifts Inventory test.  It’s one of those expectations placed on women, on Christians, and especially on pastors’ wives.  Am I right?