by Joy Thacker | Aug 21, 2016
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...
by Joy Thacker | Jun 27, 2016
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...
by Joy Thacker | Jun 20, 2016
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...
by Joy Thacker | Apr 26, 2016
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...
by Joy Thacker | Apr 13, 2016
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 . ....
