I must be brief this morning. My toddler is still quietly sleeping in her crib, curled up in a little pink ball. Last night, she resisted her normal 7:30 p.m. bedtime and wanted to watch an extra episode of Curious George, her current favorite cartoon. After that, she pitter-pattered around the house, dragging her "Good... Continue Reading →
Getting the morning back
Yesterday I had a relentless migraine that materialized before I ever got out of bed. My goal was to complete my last research paper for graduate school by bedtime yesterday; I finished six of eight pages, but I decided I'd be better off finishing it minus the nausea, pain, and throbbing which overwhelmed me. I... Continue Reading →
The Comforter
"But even before that official invitation, Jesus had been snuggling up like a cat to the most frightened places of my soul with gentle companionship. "--Lisa Whelchel When I was a sophomore in college, I went through a particularly tough time. I spent a lot of time praying, listening to music, and reading my Bible... Continue Reading →