But One Life to Live
The lowly in spirit. The crushed spirits. If we look around in the crowds we will see them. On the fringes. Hugging the corners. Working very hard to convince themselves that they are indeed invisible. Christmas is so hard. For so many. For so many reasons. For years now it has brought unimaginable sadness to
I posted my thoughts about Hospitality every day this week on Instagram. You can follow me and my adventures there @jlikestogo. Hospitality has been extended to me around the world. It might look different in every place we sit, but if we think about it – isn’t it about the people sitting across from us,
International travel always requires the adapters to be packed with the chargers necessary to keep everything up and running. Funny thing is there are so many different types, I have to check to be sure I have the exact one to work in each country. Even so, there are times I get into places
Early one morning, I drove out Lake Road which runs alongside the Tchefuncte River. It was an unusually calm morning on the river. Seldom do I catch it “glassy”. I pulled over near the edge, looking for the perfect picture to go with a “reflections” post that has been on my mind. Sudden movement
Here’s something I have learned about life. Moments come and go. Some are forever forgotten. Some are earmarked for celebration year after year as long as we walk this earth. Many, we wish to forget. I can easily make a list of ten things that will always be with me. Thing is – those
. . . But it won’t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We’ll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us! 1 Corinthians 13:12 The Message Life. If you have lived many years on this earth, you probably
The friendships God has brought into my life continue to humble and amaze me. Today, Elizabeth Vinturella is guest posting and I am certain you will be blessed to let her words on grief and anxiety pour over you and into your hearts. May God’s blessings abound! “But, how will I do Thanksgiving Day without
Psalm 121:1-2 1 I lift up my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come? 2 My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth. I don’t have to look back very far to remember a time when I asked where does my help come from. In fact, as life continues
Join me in welcoming my dear friend, Sharon Gauthreaux, who has taught me so much about grieving and learning to live through the process. Sharon writes a beautiful, encouraging piece for us today. TEARS I remember vividly the day years ago when a friend who had just buried her 50 year old husband, who had