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…
Honoring the less-than-honorable
“for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God,” (Rom 3:23) The haunting question landed softly in our group. How do you honor someone who isn’t honorable? Many of us have people in our lives we know…