Response to fear = WORSHIP. This little gem is written in colored chalk just above the door frame directly across from my home office desk. It’s been there so long, it won’t erase. Fear is not who I am. It absolutely does happen to me, occur in me, and takeover my heart and mind at… Continue reading The one where fear broke in.
Suck the love out of me. Drain me if that’s what you need. Because I have it to give… plenty of yellow sticky notes – stacks of every color…
Last week I had lunch with a friend that got my thoughts swirling on some things I just can’t seem to shake. Mary works for DHS, and she shared with me a story of a 17 year old girl who is living in a shelter right now. She can’t live with her mom right now,… Continue reading Woah Baby! I’m so lame.
