Sunday, February 5th will be cemented in my mind for the rest of my life. That is the day I lost my little sister. There are things that I remember so vividly. The drive to the hospital, sobbing in the car when I got the call that she was gone, my family standing outside her room in the hospital with anguish stamped on their faces. It just took us all by surprise. We were in absolute shock. But God wasn’t shocked at all. God knew exactly what that day would look like. Nothin

God has a special way of speaking to us at just the time we need to hear. Once I saw somebody holding a dirty rag hitting it against a concrete wall. In their futile effort they were trying to make this dirty rag clean. With each blow against the hard surface a cloud of dust filled the air and in that instance, the Lord showed me that the dirty rag was my life. It was full of dirt that was not pleasing to Him. The Bible says in Isaiah 64:6 (GW) We’ve all become unclean,

I have two funny little mini parrots, called Parrolettes. They are best friends. They affectionately chase each other around in their cage while chattering away. They love to cuddle side by side on their little perch. Their “home” is a small antique cage on a tall stand that sits in our kitchen. Daily, I let them out to crawl all over their cage. They are content to sit on top of the cage for hours. Tom found a larger cage up in the attic and suggested the parrots might l

I’m not sure when it happened but when it happened I was shocked! I couldn’t believe it. I certainly couldn’t explain it. I went from hating spinach to loving spinach. To this day I could eat Popeye’s canned spinach seven days a week. Ø Popeye’s canned spinach did not change. Ø The way I heat the spinach hasn’t changed. Ø The way I plate my spinach hasn’t changed. Then what changed--you may ask? My taste! Sometimes we get a bland taste for the Word of God. It seems lifel