Faith is the assurance of things unseen… I had been feeling the tugging at the core of my being. Seen it on the horizon. Had dreams that the crib we leave open for foster children wasn’t going to be empty for too long. My mind saw no name, or age, or date…but my spirit saw a […]
Why You Never Need to “Find” God
“Crazy. I was just about to call you.” I can almost hear his smile on the other end of the line. “That’s just the way it is when you have been married a long time.” His words confirm our heart connection that only comes after knowing someone, deep, personally, intimately…for a very long time. But I […]
When Carpets Are Stained With Blue Fingernail Polish and Faith.
When we took her in. It was not for profit. It was the God voice. The voice that whispered…. “Will you follow me?” And sometimes faith is like swimming. Where toe dipping caution into “believing”. Just doesn’t cut it. Either you dive in. Or you are left cold on the shores of “unbelieving”. Sinking deep in […]
On The Edge Of Faith. Afraid to Jump. Where Our Foster Daughter Finds Jesus.
She sits on the edge of diving. Diving into a world foreign to what she knows. She waits. Hesitates. Wants to know…. Is it real? Will this hurt me? Can I really be….something other than what I have been being? And I see the war. So tangible. Waking me in sleeping hours, to help her fight […]
Faith Like A Surfboard
What draws them to the water’s edge? When sharks lurk. And a surfer just got killed a day before they go? What is it in my son’s blood….that drives him to the only place, he feels alive and is ever home? And was it bubbling over, in my husband. Also. Long before we met? This ocean’s […]
When You Can’t Sleep. And Prayers Aren’t Enough.
A cock-a-doodle do reminds me that morning is coming. Sun peering over the horizon. Barely. And I cannot sleep. It’s my teen. I worry. And I think about her far too much. And to be honest. It is tough. Taking each child. Each moment. Each hour. And trusting. Placing them carefully, wholeheartedly, intentionally…..in God’s hands. Yet, […]