The scene, once I turned my TV on Monday afternoon, looked too familiar. In 2001 I wanted answers. I couldn’t stop watching the coverage. I needed to understand But I couldn’t. As days and weeks unfolded, I hung on the president’s words and promises. Such patriotism I felt. Don’t mess with US. But this time…
Thankful Jesus cares about us The day I arrived on earth I entered a family swarming with children. Escapees from the Kansas Dust Bowl and the Great Depression, some of my older brothers and sisters weren’t excited about an addition to the family. The house where I was born was tucked against the red-rocked…
Each Saturday I share a confession regarding how I’m feeling or what I’m doing. It’s courtesy of Pliable in His Hands. It’s not the best word but it works. Last year we took our first family vacation ever. Because we live in one state and have family in another, any vacation…