Category Archives: Carol

When Your Quiet Time is Not So Quiet

It wasn’t like I turned my back on God. I just couldn’t fit Him in my schedule. The birth of our third child pushed me over the edge – the pages of my carefully crafted day planner fluttering in the breeze. Normally, I spent time in Bible study and prayer in the morning after the…

Parole for Christmas

I don’t know what I was expecting. World peace? The end of poverty? But when I asked the six felons at the table around me what they wanted for Christmas, they responded in unison. “Papers!” “Papers?” I naively asked. “Yeah. Parole papers,” the one closest to me explained. “We want to be home for Christmas.”…

Catch Me

Though he stumble, he will not fall, for the LORD upholds him with his hand. Psalm 37:24 NIV “Spencer! Spencer!” Amy called around the house looking for her son. Hearing stumbling from above, she walked to the stairs. On the top stair was Spencer – seizing. In distress, he had been searching for his mother….

The Dance of the Pepper Shaker

When he pulled that pepper shaker out of the bag I almost laughed out loud. Fourteen years earlier we stood on separate aisles of Target – me with crossed arms and him wondering if we would ever make it. With scanner gun in hand, I stared at the rows of salt and pepper shakers. Wooden?…

DWTS – Dancing With the Starving

Yep. I watch it all right. I’ll admit some of the outfits aren’t made with as much material as my great-grandmother’s hankies, but I can’t help but watch Dancing With the Stars. I’m drawn in each week as the ladies spin and twirl and the gentlemen dip and swagger. With breath held, I lean towards…

Holy Lightning

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…

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…