Month: May 2010
Why There’s A Hole In Each Heart
It is empty. I fill it again. It is empty. Empty. There is a hole in the bottom that is unseen. Only something solid will plug the hole and fill it completely. I try once again. It is empty. There is a hole in every single heart. It’s a significant…
Battle To Win It
Are you facing a battle in life? I am. I find myself trying to wrestle life to the ground; beating it over the head, hoping for submission I want it wrapped up in a pretty, big box (yeah, I won’t lie, I don’t want the little one), preferably with a…
It’s Not Your Job
As I pulled the letter out of the mailbox, I felt the familiar queasiness take over my stomach. Not again, not again… Lord, I don’t want to read this. I don’t want to keep going down this road. Please, Lord, tell me what you want me to do…. Another silent…
We Can Be His Love
She took one step forward and then another, timidly approaching the front of the sanctuary. Her hands trembled as she approached the front; her heart nearly beat out of her chest. Once she arrived, she turned around to face the church body. Women streamed out of their seats and down…
Why There’s A Hole In Each Heart
It is empty. I fill it again. It is empty. Empty. There is a hole in the bottom that is unseen. Only something solid will plug the hole and fill it completely. I try once again. It is empty. There is a hole in every single heart. It’s a significant…
Battle To Win It
Are you facing a battle in life? I am. I find myself trying to wrestle life to the ground; beating it over the head, hoping for submission I want it wrapped up in a pretty, big box (yeah, I won’t lie, I don’t want the little one), preferably with a…
It’s Not Your Job
As I pulled the letter out of the mailbox, I felt the familiar queasiness take over my stomach. Not again, not again… Lord, I don’t want to read this. I don’t want to keep going down this road. Please, Lord, tell me what you want me to do…. Another silent…
We Can Be His Love
She took one step forward and then another, timidly approaching the front of the sanctuary. Her hands trembled as she approached the front; her heart nearly beat out of her chest. Once she arrived, she turned around to face the church body. Women streamed out of their seats and down…





