Love is patient, love is kind. 1 Corinthians 13:4 “Lord, please strike him with a holy bolt of lightning,” I prayed. “No real damage. Just enough to scorch him a little.” Okay, so I don’t normally pray for my husband’s ruin, but let me explain what happened. It was a Friday night when Grace was…
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What’s that Smell?
The smell was so bad he was embarrassed to take friends to lunch. My husband drove a burgundy Saturn in the early days of our marriage. And it stunk. For a male, a little stink in a car is like a trophy. What guy wants his wheels to smell of strawberries and roses? But over…
The Power of a Conjunction
With man this is impossible, but with God all things are possible. Matthew 19:26 NIV photo © 2005 Luca Masters | more info (via: Wylio) Have you ever thought about the power of the conjunction? A conjunction connects words, phrases, or clauses. It builds bridges between words, pathways linking words that may have otherwise never…
Why My House is Messy
I’m a self-proclaimed neat freak who is drawn to the messy. Yeah, before you say it, I know. I’m a walking dichotomy. In college, a clean dorm room was a must. Curling iron and hair dryer cords were wrapped and put away. Makeup brushes nestled inside my Caboodle, and dresser drawers were always pushed shut….
Pillow Prayers and Book Giveaway!
I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety. Psalm 4:8 Lack of sleep can endanger lives. I listened to the news report and let out a laugh. The story was about new attempts to shorten the hours doctors work in their first year of residency….
Sweet Talkin’ Ken
Have you ever wanted to program your husband to say the right things? Imagine. You walk down the stairs for a coveted date night with the man of your life after spending hours choosing just the right outfit to disguise your left over baby weight. You’ve spent extra time putting on your “face,” even taking…
Three Minutes and Thirty Seconds
Three minutes and thirty seconds. That was it. You might be more understanding if this story started with a number like three hours or even thirty minutes, but no. Three minutes and thirty seconds was all I had to wait for my waist watchers frozen dinner to cook. But I couldn’t wait. Each second staggered…
And What Are You Going to Give Me?
“This one’s for Colin.” My daughter mumbled through the candy in her mouth and thrust a tightly gripped root beer lollipop my way. “That’s nice of you,” I bragged and pulled her free hand through the crowded halls at church to make our way towards her brother’s classroom. I stuck my head in the door…
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Barbie, Managing Editor
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