Dear Dad, Most days I can muster up some grace and look on you with pity. What did you go through in your life to make you so mean to your wife and children? So cruel? If I work really hard, I can have sympathy and imagine that you made things right with God before… Continue reading What you missed…
I was struggling for a blog post today... I have several things in my drafts that I've been working on/praying through, but nothing was coming together. Then today, as I scrolled through my facebook memories, this post from two years ago today caught my eye... This was 18 months post diagnosis, 180 pounds lost, and… Continue reading FREE!
This question keeps running through my head as I run. In the early mornings, before the sun breaks over the horizon, when we're pounding the pavement and the only sound is our breaths and an occasional passing car, I hear the words. Do I make you proud? I only have one memory of my dad… Continue reading Do I make you proud?
These are the moments that make my heart burst. While my daughter was waiting for me to dry her hair Saturday morning, she plopped down next to my husband and asked if he wanted to read her daily Bible devotion with her. She reads her Bible and does a daily devotion every morning. Not because we… Continue reading Daddy’s girl