That man of mine came from behind and wrapped his arms around me in the kitchen last night. Prayed right in my ear that God would help me write this blog post. Romance. Right there. And just before he said his amen, I said, And pray my words will be cheerful. He prayed just that….
I snagged a glorious 20 minutes on the phone with a dear friend yesterday, while she chewed on a Costco dog and I inhaled a Subway flatbread pizza. The cuisine of busy working moms. We talked about our broken mommas –hers with more busted ribs than a person can count on one hand, thanks to…
Friday is the day she hops garage sales with her friend. That’s when she happened upon this set of scales: The scales weren’t cool-vintage old, just flaking-off-silver-paint old, but I couldn’t help thinking about our conversation on justice during Bible study this week, she told me. Overpriced at $8, she considered she might pay $5…
I sat down on the plastic chair in front of the table, and the man placed a form in front of me. I couldn’t read it, my eyes swimming with tears. Setting down the pen, I buried face in hands and cried win-the-lottery, can’t-believe-I’m-finally-doing-this, dream-coming true tears. Months ago God put this in front of me, the same months…
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