Coffee *from* God. He cares about the little things!

This morning I was getting ready for church in my fuchsia¬†colored/black/white dress, with the black shoulder wrap and the butterfly necklace my husband Ray bought me (I love butterflies). Then I realized as I cooked an egg that I was out of creamer for my morning coffee. Oh oh. “I have measured out my life Love this? Read More…

Only God can fix the wreckage of our lives

I saw this picture on Pinterest today, saved it, and posted it on Facebook saying, “Then I must have fodder for lots of stories!” Wreckage. The word sounds dangerously close to “carnage.” Let’s look at the definition of both. Wreckage: The remains of something that has been badly damaged or destroyed. Carnage: The killing of Love this? Read More…

A red male cardinal on Easter: a sign I am loved

This morning I texted our family “Happy Easter! Love you!” Just as I was leaving out the back door to drive to church, I saw a red male cardinal fly to a tree branch in our yard. I stood still, and it flew right in front of me, to the bird feeder nearby.¬† For those Love this? Read More…