Oct
27
2023
Sometimes I imagine Dad riding next to me in the car. We might pray together, or I will ask him a question. I loved to get his opinion on dysfunction. He understood it so well, having done so much...
Oct
26
2023
My husband Shann was speaking recently to a group of people describing his life before Christ came to him with healing power. He had been a lonely child, so afraid of the physical darkness, he was afraid to...
Oct
25
2023
Dad always believed that philosophies would play out to reveal the best way to live. An acquaintance from church in my younger life turned his back on God. He believed that chastity was abusive and restrictive. He believed whatever...
Oct
24
2023
Sometimes we think we are God. We act like we alone know what He wants and others need to listen to us.
What we find in the cruelest of crimes is not a feeling of unworthiness but a feeling of...
Oct
23
2023
Sometimes I wrestle with what to pray for others. I have learned that praying for something specific may not be what God wants. Instead, I study scripture. How does Paul pray? One beautiful prayer is in Ephesians. Our...
Oct
20
2023
My daughter is in her Freshman year at Pepperdine. This past week a group of senior girls were walking in a busy part of the pacific coast highway just four miles from Pepperdine when a young man lost control...
Oct
19
2023
My dad loved spontaneity, but he also loved ceremony. He believed events required the joy of planning, the importance of tangible ways to talk about the event, and the remembrance of an event. He also liked to have...
Oct
18
2023
I have made my house a memory palace which is a device to help me remember things.
Near my sink is one of my favorite verses, “Now that you have purified yourselves by obeying the truth so that you have...
Oct
17
2023
I love this quote, “There are people who go on infinitely preparing for life and not living it.” I can be like this. Most of my work life and daily living revolves around preparing for an event. Because of...
Oct
16
2023
In our office there is a photo of my friend’s son who died recently in an accident. He is smiling and as I walk by, it looks like he is smiling at me. Every time I see the photo...
