I believe in God the Father Almighty, maker of heaven and earth. I am ashamed to claim faith in Jesus Christ, unworthy as I am to bear that name and call myself a Christian. For my sake he was crucified under Pontius Pilate, suffered death and was buried. I love the order and witness of… Read More This I Believe
Unless you’re helplessly tone-deaf, you’ll hear the unvarnished attempt of a songwriter whose gift wasn’t singing. I can’t help wince at my voice but if the Scriptures sung in crude, bare worship should bless anyone, the embarrassment will have been worth it. I thought the song of hope would take us nicely from the last… Read More I Will Sing: Faith
Background music, anyone? Played it out of my head. Just tap and go about your business, browsing blogs or sipping tea. I hope this piece adds joy and reverence to your holiday. Love bunches, HW
It still hurts to swallow, and I can feel I’m not quite drug-free. I managed to contain my thoughts this morning, not ramble into the thicket of fear or worry about bleeding and complications. Though it was cold—of course it was cold —I focused on the moment. Milked how nice the nurses were and asked… Read More Twilight
More times than I can name, the wayfaring has been a desperate crawl. This is no metaphor, not when there were days I could not drag my broken body downstairs for the mail. Jan 2003, Meningitis. The virus had taken itself up in my spine and lining of the brain. Journal: At every turn of… Read More The Question of Human Suffering
My husband wondered the other day what kind of style I’d sport as a preacher. I shot up an eyebrow when without thinking it through, he cast his vote for fire-and-brimstone prophet. He had forgotten how much I’ve changed over the years – at least those few days out of the month between cycles. I… Read More Preacher Wife
Most of the time, my relationship with my God and His grace are sufficient for me. I know I am loved eternally by Him. He hears my prayers and has opened my ears to hear His voice. Yet because I am human, there are times I feel like an outsider because I am a single… Read More Single at Sixty
Writer Elisabeth Elliot has said God’s NO is His mercy. In this posture of trust I have seen that the doors that have shut on me have only led to portals that would swing wide open. I have always felt barred from overseas missionary work. The door to service abroad that I tried and tried… Read More Calling
I flew a lot in my dreams when I was a kid. It would start a bit slowly, and sometimes I rowed the air with my arms while swinging forward on a pillow to build momentum. Even now I could feel the exhilaration of taking off, sailing above land. This one particular dream was different,… Read More How You Fit Into My Prophetic Dream
Like a diamond, the attribute of greatness has so many faces its definition remains elusive. Thus far I have traced greatness along the lines of tenacity. I could go on to look at heroes who cope with severe disabilities or who have scaled Everest and run ultras that are four times the distance of a… Read More Greatness, Finale: The Triumph of Forgiveness
A Holistic Journey 