Words & Insights From the Heart
As I write this post, I’m sitting on my back porch. It’s a sleepy Sunday afternoon and there’s a sweet, almost cool breeze blowing through. It reminds me of why I always wanted to live in Virginia. It also makes me feel nostalgic for home. No matter where I am, my earliest memories are the
I wish that I had written down all the comments that I have gotten over the years concerning my children. They have been wide and varied. Some have been really great things to say, and some not so much. The overarching theme of most of them has been the notion of hope. If you have
When I was younger I was a gymnast. I spent hours and hours training. My team members were my family. I spent more time with them than I did my friends from school. My life was wrapped up in everything that happened at the gym. My very identity felt dependent on my skill level. I
I’ve had this “work of art” for almost 27 years. It was inspired by an inside joke between myself and a couple of friends. I haven’t thought about it in years. This morning, though, Pastor Guy preached a message called “Following Jesus… when I’m angry”. This picture came to the front of my mind.
Travel can be a real bug-a-boo. Engaging in it takes you to where you want or need to be. Parts of it, though, are sincerely un-fun. Fortunately, I am a person who can find something enjoyable to focus on to keep travel from being totally hated. I LOVE to fly. Once I’m through security I