Living Holy
Words of a Good Legacy
Sticks and Stones may break my bones, but words can never hurt me. We all know this children’s rhyme is the furthest thing from the truth yet I sometimes repeat it to myself in an effort to talk myself out…
When being on The Big “E” is a good thing
I sat with our retreat speaker on the hard folding chairs, tears streaming and words choked. I was in my early thirties, a mom of two boys, wife to one in the military, and I had a life I should…
The Blessings of a Grateful Heart
I hate my life. Not really. But on that day a couple of years ago, I uttered those words with a vengeance. I live in the northern suburbs of Atlanta, GA. For a number of years I worked for a…
