Lost wasn’t on the map

My husband is the adventurer, the explorer. He wants to climb mountains and hike trails. I want to take photos of both. We enjoy the outdoors but our approach is different. Last summer we were on a trail off the Blueridge Parkway in North Carolina. It promised waterfalls and mountain vistas. We got unmarked trails, muddy paths and the sound of distant traffic that mimicked the sound of water. He...

A little story about freedom

Our sneak peak of summer starts with a Memorial Day at the end of May. Some get a day off work, the kids get a day off school so we pack up the minivan and go to an overcrowded beach or theme park. We fly our flags, march in a parade and salute our veterans and sing let freedom ring. Less than two months later we have the biggest freedom...

Creativity and Faith

My hands are always busy. Doodling, writing, coloring, shooting photos, editing….it is a quiet busy but the eyes study, the hands move and the mind runs. The first drawing I did that was recognized for some artistic ability was of a postal truck. I was in first grade and my drawing was chosen to be part of an exhibit at our local Sears store. I liked that my mom encouraged...

The Pathway of a Brokenhearted Friend – Linda Stoll

A relational breakdown starts slowly, almost imperceptibly. Something isn’t right but you can’t quite put your finger on what’s out of kilter. A dark cloud drifts over the friendship and refuses to leave. A subtle shift emerges, its unspoken message rather clear. Idle words cut deep. Eye contact becomes non-existent. Texts go unanswered. Plans get cancelled with the wave of a hand and vague, hurtful excuses. Something disquieting is floating...

A friend for all seasons by Cindy Metz

Welcoming Cindy Metz from Mama’s Empty Nest  Throughout all seasons of life, one aspect remains vital. Friendship. We women value it highly. Friendship, or the lack of it, profoundly affects every part of us – emotionally, spiritually, and even physically. “Whether you are blessed with soul mates who settle into the most comfortable room inside you, or with those who walk with you just a little while, not one of...

What’s it worth to you?

  When we were kids, one of my younger cousins would trade you his dime for your nickel. He thought bigger was better. That the size spoke its worth. We laughed, pleased with ourselves for pulling something over our younger cousin. Trouble is, when we grew up, we let the world pull the same thing over on us. We’ve bought into the stuff, the titles, the degrees, the labels, the...

Great Expectations?

Sometimes I have to pause and ask myself, “What’d you expect?” Answer: I don’t know, but not this. I never expected to be married at 20, our first baby at 21 and second at 23. I never expected to find ourselves in full time ministry as, what I joke, was my husband’s mid-life crisis. I never expected my parents to divorce or my mom to have Alzheimer’s. But I did,...

Is it time to receive your commission?

I, Paul, and my companions in faith here, send greetings to the Galatian churches. My authority for writing to you does not come from any popular vote of the people, nor does it come through the appointment of some human higher-up. It comes directly from Jesus the Messiah and God the Father, who raised him from the dead. I’m God-commissioned. Galatians 1:1-2 Message We are going to a commissioning. We’re...

May – the month of memories and moms

When my brother and I were kids, May 1st was when we were allowed to go barefoot. I don’t know what it was that my brother liked about going barefoot through the cool, damp grass but he would peck at dad with his questioning of ‘when?’ like a hen pecks at the dirt.  Daddy’s answer was always the same: May 1st. I think if we’d had a freak snow storm...