Let’s qualify what I mean by “give up.” Are we talking about the 5000-piece puzzle Great-Grandma Lucy gets out every Christmas? Or are we talking life and death? I’ve lived with chronic illness since 1997, and I’ve wondered several times if there’s an amiable way to just give up. But I’m too OCD to let things go undone, and I …
What’s Your 4th-Day Step?
Without a caption, you’d probably think that picture had something to do with UFOs or ET or Area 51, right? Nope. Step away from your aluminum-foil hat. Recently-retired-hubby-Roy and I spent a good portion of March in our friends’ condo in Ft. Myers. I spent my days (and most nights) finishing the first draft of Potiphar’s Wife on deadline (4/1)! …
Faith Like Shadrach, Meshach, and Abednego by Nicole Santana
Jesus said to them, “Because of your little faith. For truly, I say to you, if you have faith like a grain of mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, ‘Move from here to there,’ and it will move, and nothing will be impossible for you.” Matthew 17:20 (ESV) A few weeks ago, my best friend bought me a gift. …
Thankful To Be A Child of Abraham
Yep, the ornery-looking girl in the too-tight jeans with a mischievous grin—that’s me, back in my BC days. At that stage of life, I wanted nothing to do with Jesus and I hated history. Couldn’t stand to be in the same room with my parents and refused to crack open a Bible. Typical rebellious teen. I remember spouting off to my U.S. History teacher—face-to-face, …
No Greater Love by Rebekah Gyger
Trust can be hard. For someone like myself, with both social anxiety and depression, it is an active choice to take someone at their word rather than read into what our imagination thinks they might actually be saying. It is at times a conscious decision to trust that a friend—or even a family member—truly cares for us, when we feel …
Hardened Hearts by Diana Guz
One morning, my mother entered my room and asked, “Can we pray together?” And so we did. We still don’t speak of the heaviest need on our hearts, the one propelling us to prayer constantly, but in our whispers to God, it is there. The tears flow and after, we hold each other tight. We are bound by this …