I was a naïve twenty-six years old when the army sent our family to Germany. Over thirty years later, three things about the half-hour drive from the Stuttgart airport to our apartment are still vivid in my memory. I was unspeakably relieved to be with my husband again after six months in separate countries. I…
I grew up in a traditional Bible Belt church in Texas. The church—and when I say “church,” I mean the people not the building—was instrumental in solidifying my faith. There were many sermons about how to share our faith with others, but this topic always felt scary to me. What if I didn’t get the…
Our family lives in the Rocky Mountain Region, a region of extremes. When my husband and I, our three children, and their families get together, we often discuss our preparedness for emergency situations. What if it were necessary to build a fire with no matches? Which one of us is best suited to stitching up…
My husband and I recently purchased a home built in the 1960s that needed some features updated. One of the challenges with an older home is that you never know what you’ll find as you begin repairs. It was important to me that the mirror my grandmother gifted us years ago was displayed in place…
I was sitting on my barstool, drowsily sipping my morning coffee and reading my Bible study, when this question jolted me: What was one of the most passionate or intense prayers you can remember praying? Immediately I recalled several intense prayer sessions. Sadly, not all of my heartfelt cries produced happy outcomes. I remembered huddling…
The last time I joined you at The Glorious Table, I confessed my problem with prayer. I rejected the temptation to use prayer like a magic lamp. God is not enslaved to my whims like a genie in a bottle, and it is immature and selfish of me to think God is at my beck…