The Writing Life – Draft
I’ve confessed that I’m praying I will learn to savor the process as much as I enjoy the finished work—when the campaign is launched or the book is written...
The Writing Life – Mood
We all have the lie that threatens to take us down. For me, that lie is failure. It’s rarely an awareness of past failures that wants to keep me...
Meant to be Heard | The Samaritan Woman
Of all the women in scripture, I think I might have been closest friends with the Samaritan woman. Her story has been recited over and over again to reveal...
It’s 2019, and I’m doing nothing new. It’s glorious.
I adore words and am mesmerized by their power to bring life into our lives the way just the right amount of salt enhances the flavor of all it...
We are All Shattered Pieces.
The more I walk this road, the more I see our fragility. Yes, we are all shattered pieces, we are all shards. We have within us a million small...
What I’m Yielding this Lenten Season
Hi there, friends.
It's no secret that I love words.
I love the shape and sound, the meaning and the motive of them all. And I love to paint stories on...
Today, Tomorrow, and Every Tomorrow. Please don’t forget this.
This might someday be in a "for you, love" prayer journal, along with a lovely illustration and a prayer. But I want you to have it today because, if...
“It’s right here. With you. God with you.”
Every time we see each other, Sister Edith and I laugh. Our lives may look strikingly different, but we are alike in so many ways. We are independent and...
Here’s to Us
I hear the tap on the door. “Hey there, you ready?”
“Just a second,” I mumble, under a mass of blue and white floral. “I’m trapped in my dress.”
He smiles...
Let it Go. Let it Out. Let It All Unravel.
“We love words, right GiGi?” I smile, and say, “Yes, Sawyer. We are words people.” I pray he always loves words. I pray he understands their power to work...
When I Want to Know it All
Eight years ago, I received news that I was not going to Honduras because of a political crisis in that country. I was heartbroken, angry, ready for God to...
Can I Tell You a Secret?
Can I tell you a secret? A while back, I got a lot of attention. Because of a Facebook group I was in, folks visited my blog, they liked...
