In His Hands

My youngest son leaves tomorrow to travel to the other side of the world, and I find the thing that upsets me most–more than the suicide attacks and strife “over there”–is the IT system crash of British Airways. Really? Does it have to happen the day before he travels out, Lord? Yet, as he walks … More In His Hands

He chose me!

I never thought I would be so blessed to have such a handsome, godly man actually choose me for his wife. You can tell by the look on my face how happy I was twenty-seven years ago today to be riding off on the adventure of a lifetime. Today, it seems like a dream. Yet, … More He chose me!


We are now the oldest of our family tribe, and today as we gathered to remember the life and faith of my sister-in-law, once again I thought about the passing of time. My house was opened to the clan for lunch, and as rooms filled with siblings, children and cousins, we easily talked about memories of … More Siblings

Holding Hands

Tonight we were together as family — I’m talking blood relatives. The family you’re born into for better or worse. On most days I’m happy with my family, and thank the Lord for having been raised by godly, loving parents. I miss my parents, and when we go through hard times, I miss them more. … More Holding Hands

Me and Jesus

I never liked my birthday. I’m one of those “lucky” people who are born just close enough to Christmas that means you don’t get “as much” on either occasion.  At this age of life, I’m not really upset about that issue anymore, but it was certainly something that worried a young girl. Not only was my … More Me and Jesus

Sister Widows

I love my family — the one I was born into, and the one I married into. Visiting family was really my main focus in making a trip to Egypt. I am so grateful that my boys had six wonderful years of living near their father’s sisters and extended family, and they were just as … More Sister Widows