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Practicing Gratitude

Years ago I was blessed to go with a team of women to provide a retreat for our Bulgarian Baptist sisters. We were in the northern part of the country. During a break, we walked the cobbled roads of Veliko Tarnovo, one of the oldest towns in Bulgaria.

The Great Commission

According to Barna research, 51 percent of churchgoers have never heard the term “the Great Commission.” Six percent are not sure if they have heard of it.

A Rare Diamond

Inez and Noel Taylor

For ten dollars, you can spend the day sifting through 37 acres of plowed field in Arkansas searching for gems at the eighth-largest diamond producing volcanic crater in the world. Any diamonds you find are yours to keep. I spent the day there without much success.

Board the Bus

As a child and youth, I rode a bus for nearly 5,000 hours, not counting field trips, ball games, and band trips. I’ve been on countless bus trips for church activities including riding from Illinois to Virginia for the centennial celebration for WMU in 1988.

Floor Therapy

There were simply not enough hours in the day. One answered email prompted multiple responses, which then needed to be addressed. Multiply that by hundreds of emails waiting in my inbox. The aftermath of a huge event had taken its toll. Fatigue and exhaustion had engulfed my body.

Endure the Storm

I missed my 35th high school reunion. A high school classmate tracked me down on social media to find out what I was doing. She ended her message with these words: “I’m wheelchair bound now.

Tender Care for the Hurting

Six hundred forty miles separated me from my parents. It’s hard to get an accurate picture of the real situation from that far away. The winter before, my father had been put on life support but made a miraculous recovery. Each day was a gift. I listened carefully to the description of symptoms.

Only an “Obstacle” Illusion

I love to hear words children use and things they say. Our neighbors in Illinois were Catholic. When my daughter, Hannah, was young, she would always tell me things her friend Meredith said about the “nums.” The “nums?” I wondered. It took me a while to figure out she meant “nuns.”

Together for His Kingdom

Years ago, my husband and I worked with singles in our church. One of our social outings was a river canoe trip. One year my friend Melinda and I were paired in a canoe. It was a great day. The sun was shining. We proceeded without major incident until the very end of the trip.

Shifting Gears

My husband tore a tendon in his shoulder. He cannot drive his six-speed car, so we’ve switched vehicles. It’s been nearly three decades since I drove a car with a manual transmission. I was a bit nervous, wondering if I would be able to manage the clutch.

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