She’s there almost every time I go to Walmart. An older lady, just sitting greeting each and every person. Walmart isn’t my favorite place, but this one is convenient to the gym and the business I work for. I try to go early in the morning before it gets busy. She’s there every time I… Continue reading Her name is Elizabeth. And she prays.
I don’t always like this way He made me. This part of me that aches when friends closest hurt. My spirit depressed.Waking at night with tears for their pain. Intuition hyper aware. My sensitive soul not always easy to embrace. I know this feeling well enough now. Sometimes a name and others not. Having wrestled… Continue reading Intuition
Trying to express in words how ‘story’ played out in my life in 2010 has proven difficult. Story. My secondary word, but in some ways more impactful. Expressing how God has changed and is changing me isn’t easy. Maybe more a maturing. An awakening. Admitting I don’t have it all together is frightening. Some of… Continue reading My Story – Finding My Voice