Who’s Your Miss Nelson?
I looked into her harsh eyes hardly believing a grown-up could be so mean. She towered over me like a…
A Better Way to Pray
It doesn’t happen on its own. The good life you want can’t be achieved without a little work. Most of…
One Child Matters (Part 6 of My Fall Series)
I spanned rows of dark faces while wild applause surrounded my search. Our team felt like celebrities stepping into a…
Getting Back On The Horse (Part 5 of My Fall Series)
Are you kidding me? Another mission trip? She looked at me with wide-eyed disbelief. Are you sure you want to…
Do You Have Protection Insurance? (Part 4 of My Fall Series)
I thought we were covered. Like insurance. Paid up. Prayed up. It’s how we always start our day. Before we…
BOWLS OF INCENSE (Part 3 of My Fall Series)
It’s just a bowl. It’s just a souvenir. It’s just another knick-knack to dust. But it’s authentic. Made in Honduras…
When The Evening Comes (Part 2 of My Fall Series)
The day of my accident began normally, with the early morning sun poking holes through the make-shift shade my husband…
Humbled or Humiliated (Part 1 of My Fall Series)
I was down before I knew it. Stumbling awkwardly across the broken terrain of Project 201 in LaCeiba, Honduras, there…
Who’s Your Knight in Shining Armor?
“M y d a d’ s b i g g e r t h a n …
That Direct Line to Heaven
Her door was shut as I ran through the kitchen yelling “MOM?” Those familiar sounds stopped me in my tracks.…
Do You Enjoy Life?
I was way too intense. It started in kindergarten, I think. I was unprepared on my first day…no rug. Don’t…
Who Do You Believe?
Today I sit in the comfort of my sister’s home in McAllen, Texas, while part of my family drives across…
Do You Have the Mother Syndrome?
When I pray for our sons, I ask for the good. Not for the suffering. Moms are supposed to relieve…
What’s on Your Wish List?
You spend your childhood wanting. A bigger and better toy. Newer technology. The latest trend. And somewhere along the line,…
A Rare Privilege
Today held a barrage of important meetings for my family. Individual personal concerns. I found myself praying off and on…