Okay, I’m not trying to be morbid here, but this title has very real significance for me. While in recovery after my routine laparoscopic hysterectomy a few weeks ago, I stopped breathing—for 3-5 minutes. My poor hubby was alone in the room when it happened. He called for the nurse, and within seconds fifteen medical professionals were attaching all sorts …
Devotional of Hope from BFF Becky Hartsfield
How Cleaning My Fridge Led to Rediscovering The Hope of My Future A couple of days ago I opened my fridge and was greeted by a very unpleasant odor! I began taking things out, one at a time, looking for obviously bad stuff. I came across a few containers that I thought had been tightly sealed, but found that air …
Intentional Praise
I’m generally pretty good with directions. Give me a map; I can follow it. Tell me north, south, east, or west, and I’ll draw a diamond in the air and say my reminder phrase—Never Eat Soggy Waffles. But intentionally preparing to navigate the trip is my husband’s department. I rely solely on the GPS on my phone. He still has …
Praising God In Parts
Well, it’s been over a week since my surgery, and I’m finally adjusting to life without parts of me. It doesn’t matter that they were non-essential parts. I’d grown attached to them, so I sort of miss them now that they’re gone. Ya know? The whole experience has made me a little more aware of the complexity of bodies in general. I …
Taste and See! by Klicia Thompson
Although it has been 15 years since our family moved back to the US from Europe, many images in my mind of our family adventures are as vivid and clear as if they happened yesterday. One such memory is from Northern France where our two year old son tasted chocolate crepes for the first time. Honestly, the picture does little justice to …
Show Me Your Power, Jesus
We were newlyweds during a typical Indiana summer—hot, humid, and no breeze—and our 14’x70’ mobile home had no air conditioning. Thanks to my parents’ generosity, a brand new window air conditioner had landed in the trunk of my car. Hubby Roy said he needed help getting the AC out of the trunk, but our neighbors weren’t home. I was …