We walk on Wednesdays. Well, that’s usually the plan anyway…to walk and pray for our community and the people we serve on the streets. We hit up he areas where we know we are most likely to find “our people” and we sit with them in shady alleys, in the scorching sun behind McDonald’s, or…
Jesus in the Rearview
I recently came across a picture on Instagram that got me thinking. I loved it. And then I didn’t. It was a picture of a sunset in rearview mirror and written over the sunset was the word “SHAME”. The idea was to keep negative things such as guilt, shame, etc. behind us and to move…
Searching For Bad Pennies
God-winks Sitting in the dirt, surrounded by street dwellers, my eyes scanned the area where I had placed my hands. Lying on the ground near me, one of the women our church’s small group serves regularly, was vomiting blood. After checking to be sure where I was sitting had not been contaminated, I looked back…
A Key, a Cupcake, and an Answered Prayer
Go. Go. “Really, God? Go?” There was sarcasm in my thoughts to God. IF: Gathering 2020 had just come to a close and I was challenged to write what God was speaking to me on a key. What was my next step of obedience? God had been telling my husband and I to “go” for…
Easy, Oh-So-Yummy Rhubarb Bars
If you know me in real life, it’s no secret that I love to cook and bake. I have a dream of one day owning a food truck, so if I find a recipe I love, I spend a lot of time tweaking and perfecting it to my taste. This week, I made these incredible,…
Put It Down
“Yesterday is heavy, put it down.” -Author Unknown A dear friend of mine adopted the hashtag #goletgo last year as her mantra and I absolutely loved it. Lately, though it has reminded me of how hard it is to GO if I do not LET GO. Letting go is a struggle of mine. Unpleasant Reminders…
The (Not So) Glamorous Life of a Farm Girl
If you give your wife a chicken, she’ll ask you for some goats, and you’ll wind up with an ass that won’t go inside when she’s froze… Polly, our sweet-but-stubborn donkey, firmly planted her hooves into the ground and wouldn’t budge. Her body was covered in nearly two inches of ice, and I could not…
What’s The Good Word?
As soon as I laid my eyes on it, I knew it would be my word for the year. The hustle and bustle of Christmas was over. I curled up to read my Magnolia Journal for the second time and everything in it was hitting me like I was reading it for the first time….