I was sautéing dinner last week when the clink of the lock at our gate resonated through the kitchen. I looked up, and through the window saw my friend Winnie standing behind the gate’s bars, expectantly and with her characteristic wide smile. Beneath her arms was a colorful book on the human body I’d lent […]
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This past weekend Dennis and I spent hours in our large yard weed-eating, blowing debris, pruning, fertilizing and more. We have guests coming. What is it about guests that inspires this kind of labor? Yes, it is an important and influential group–our FamilyLife board of directors, men who have significant responsibilities in companies and churches. […]
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Last week, I woke in the darkness to what must be one of the greatest sounds on earth at times, just outside my louvered window: the whisper, then the thunder, of rain. A welcome chill had settled on my covers, and I snuggled next to my slumbering husband, falling back into that wonderful envelope of […]
Read MoreA post from my friend Elizabeth Howell. A simple song lyric that is a great challenge and comfort to me is the first stanza of Henry W. Baker’s “The King of Love My Shepherd Is,” written in 1868. The King of love my Shepherd is Whose goodness faileth never I nothing lack if I am His And He is […]
Read MoreThis morning I woke up sad. Nothing dramatic happened. No life-altering news had been delivered. In fact, before going to bed last night we received good news about our next grandchild. Still I woke up with the question, “How do I have joy when it seems that so much is unsettled, unresolved, and unrestored in […]
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