When Your Soul Cries out for Rest

The smell of the buttered-rum candle floats through the air. On my couch, the oversized pillows prop me sideways while the light tan throw and a plethora of books cover me. Gnarled leaves hold tight to the proud branches of the heroic oak tree standing outside my living room window. The stark winter landscape had […]

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Walking with the Hurting Woman

The wind whispers light across the windshield; my thoughts wander to the expansive fields outside my window. Beautiful country estates line the quiet highway, handsome horses grazing content on fine blades of Kentucky bluegrass. The scene arrests my heart, settles my mind into this quietly comfortable place. She drives me to a lake in eastern […]

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The Beauty of Debris

Legs crossed Indian-style, palms facing upward and resting on each knee, I sat in the middle of my living room floor meditating. Not meditating as in yoga-meditating but rather a collapsing-in-the-floor-exhausted-with-too-much-on-my-mind posture. {Although, the palms landing upward may well have been some subliminal sign of the surrender that was to come.} Tears stroked the long […]

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Every Woman Has a Story

  There’s something that happens when silence hangs like shadows, when brokenness stains the spirit, when the lining of hope sheds from the heart. Far too often, lingering emotional hurts block us from connecting heart-to-heart with others and from sharing the message God created us to share. But hiding won’t protect our hearts forever, no […]

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