Devotionals

Out of the mouths of babes…and teenagers. I recently hosted a baby shower for a close friend but began preparing months in advance for it, along with the other hosts. A mound of supplies was slowly but surely overtaking my home office. About a month before the shower, a young friend had noticed the stock pile and all the

Friends. Those are the folks we enjoy hanging out with. They add color to our lives in different ways through their personalities, interests, and our commonalities. “Friends make the world beautiful.” Then, there are those who we refer to as close friends. Most of us have at least one. You know, that person who we

Our journey through the Bible this month has taken us through Judges and Ruth.  I have to say that when I got through Judges and moved on to Ruth, I did breathe a sigh of relief.  I was ready for a little lighter reading than that of Judges.  I was ready to read into the

Interesting. Intriguing. Inspiring. I always enjoy a great story. Between the characters, the challenges they face, and how they resolve the problem, I am literally all ears. Sometimes, we think that stories are limited to those which become famous such as the Helen Keller story, a blind and deaf woman who became a leading humanitarian in the 20th

 I was surprised when I looked at my calendar this particular day…not because of my nephew’s game…the other thing. “Text mom/dad you’re proud of them!” Huh?? Of course, I am proud of my parents but I didn’t have any particular plans that day to text them that. Then, I quickly realized, it was my husband

As I watched my younger son sit on the bench, I thought about you. He sat, he smiled , he cheered his team on….but beneath his happy exterior, I knew he was discouraged and dying to get onto the court. My son, Caleb, is a gifted  basketball player. (Okay, so maybe I’m a little  biased and

  I have a confession to make (and what better place to share it than on social media, right?) Several weeks ago, I shared how I was asked to consider a position. Part one of my confession is that I quickly declined without even thinking or praying about it. The next day, when a friend

I have been called many names in my lifetime.  Some good- sister, wife, mother, friend. Some not so good- brat (I have an older brother), antagonizer (by my brother), instigator (by my brother again- we really do love each other), arguer (brother or spouse, you pick).  I have probably even been called a donkey in

As we get older, we get wiser. For example, I’ve learned that I need a day off after the spring time change. Can I get a witness? Every year, it’s the same thing: spring forward an hour, be cranky the rest of the week.  Apparently, it was started to help the farmers out. All I know is

Dirty diapers. Frequent feedings. Sleepless nights. When preparing for parenthood, does anyone mention how exhausting it is? I honestly felt as if I was a walking zombie during those times while lugging around half of my house in a diaper bag to appointments and shopping. When covered in spit up and listening to incessant crying, my weariness