Soul Rest While Playing Sardines

Remember playing hide-n-seek as a child? The day I was meeting my friend, Trish, at Panera was a bit like that. We sat at opposite ends of the restaurant for an hour . . . while we both awaited each others arrival! Sardines Sardines is my favorite version of...

4 Ways to Overcome Your Fear

I kept it to myself with a tight fearful grasp . . . Imprisoning my God-given passion for Heart Working Women and keeping it “safe” in my pockets. ‘Twasn’t right. Likewise, it’s not suitable for a tree to tightly hold its seeds to its limbs, and...

Turning Brave

  For many years I thought about my passion. That’s it. I thought about it. I was talking to God about it. And yes . . . I eventually began talking to other people about it. But I DID NOTHING. I. was. not. brave. One April morning, while sipping tea and nibbling...

When Mother’s Day is Shattered by Grief

  She can no longer utter words that make sense. They aren’t necessary because . . . I know them. They are carved into my being. Over and again day after year etched with care. The things my mother said and the way she made me feel . . . I can still hear and...

Pride, Dignity, and Pocket Lint

  Perfectionism . . . nearly snuffed the life from me. This time it will not. I had sought God’s heart, and He undoubtedly had given me a mission. The mission was to do my part – to bring comfort to Thelda’s loved ones, and to glorify God. My part . . . my...