On the way home from work the other night, I had an intense encounter with hope and fear.
This trial and testing had begun with a horrible sound around my back right tire just as I was getting to work. Nervously, I asked one of the guys to take a look but he saw nothing of concern. So I said, “Well then I’m going to assume it was a build-up of slushy snow in the wheel-well that iced up and was clunking around in there.”
So for the evening, fear lurked just over my head, periodically Continue reading HOPE AND FEAR, or “DO IT AFRAID”
I was taught that Curiosity was a bad thing and that I should never play with it. The teaching was backed up by plenty of scripture, but I sure couldn’t find anything to support it now.
This morning the snow falling on the cliffs in the distance curiously looked like fog as I drank my coffee and watched through the window. I had woken with the question, “Father, why did the Pharisees chose to be Pharisees”? Continue reading IS CURIOSITY GOOD?
I stood in the shower seething with anger and hatred almost as though it had jumped on me when I read the blog article by one of my friends, Praying Medic, “Learning to Love Your Abuser“.
He had described with much humility, how he felt anger and hatred sometimes toward abusive people, and that we need to learn to love them because it is their only cure. Continue reading ANGER & HATRED OVERFLOW
Anna pushed again and again but the gate didn’t budge. With hands on her hips, she stepped back and surveyed the massive iron monstrosity.
Inviting sounds and smells were still wafting plentifully through the barrier. So she stepped forward and began digging through the thick vines in an effort to see inside. But when she moved one vine, another blocked her view. The heavy tangle won it’s victory when it drew blood.
Standing back once more in frustration, she covered her wound and stared at the stubborn contraption. It wasn’t fair after taking such risk, that she would be kept from the final goal simply by not being able to open the gate. Continue reading THE CASTLE, part two
Feeling useless has come when I haven’t seen Father outwardly active in me for a while and I begin to think I’m doing nothing, having no effect, and just breathing air.
“Feeling useless” is a lie, of course. One that likes to show up just before Father surprises me with something special.
His surprise happened the other day via a young mother who was discouraged and frustrated. She couldn’t get her child support from her baby’s daddy and they fought every time they talked. Continue reading WHEN I FEEL USELESS, I’M NOT
Today I’m sharing a funny, strange healing that happened to me a couple years ago.
It started with my husband getting the stomach flu. It was awful. For one full day he threw-up and the next two days he was in bed wiped out. We prayed and prayed for him and nothing happened. It was a terrible experience and my heart broke to watch.
Then two days after my husband was healthy again, I was hit. It came on like a ton of bricks and knocked me onto the bed holding my stomach, rocking back and forth in terrible pain. Continue reading Getting Healed By Goofy Methods