when you’re just about ready to give up

You know the days. You’re laying in bed, wiping stray tears from your cheeks. Willing yourself to get up, but your body won’t budge any more than the crumpled tissues on the floor. You watched your high hopes get dashed against unforgiving rocks, and your...

feel the love

When my mom was nearing the end of her battle with cancer, she expressed to my sister and me, “I’m not afraid to die. I just feel sorry for you girls.” After the Lord called her home, we had visitation at church the day before her funeral. I remember...