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I’ve been doing some soul digging. {Hence my brief absence.} I have walked into the basement of my own heart and surveyed the contents.There is some stuff that has to go.

Praising the One who paid my debt...

It was like a minefield! There were enemies everywhere. Entering this land would be dangerous and possession would be impossible. They saw themselves totally unequal to the task.

For the past few days, everything has seemed daunting. I feel like I'm climbing uphill in all that I do. And then, early this morning I read these words...

I have a chronic illness. This thorn has been my constant companion for almost a year. If I'm not careful, it could take over.

This week has been all pink and red. Candy hearts and candlelight. But I can't get this real Love off my mind.

I wasn’t prepared for that day. Those days. When they laid you in my arms. And all the days after. How does a flawed Mama raise her babies well?

How do you keep moving forward when the horizon looks bleak? When you lose hope? How do you hang on to a promise when Doubt whispers in your ear?

They had been to the mountaintop. They saw Jesus glow with the radiance of God. But He was not what they expected.

The words leap off the page and come alive before me. I have read them a hundred times over the years, but this time they take on a new dimension.Such incredible words…justified…peace…access. Done for us by One who offered Himself as a perfect sacrifice. To make a way for us.

This is the first in a series of posts about women with unique stories to tell, but who share a common theme. To live a life of faith.

God, who created the Universe, took the form of a baby and came down to us. The fallen ones. Because He loved us. Loves us.

These days are filled with commotion and excitement. A long to-do list vies for my attention. I'm longing for a pause.

O little town of Bethlehem..the least likely place fit for a king. God seems to love the least "likelies" of this world.