I knew it was bad but I didn’t want to believe it was that bad. Yet deep down I suspected it was. I shoved the thought away with every uncharacteristic wobble, every meal skipped, every pound lost. In the end, it was shocking but not unexpected: our beloved dog Chewy had a tumor on his liver, … More Saying Goodbye
For the first time in several years I’m attempting a Bible-reading plan. There are myriads of reasons why I haven’t done one the past few years, some of which I’ve written about, some of which I haven’t. Suffice it to say I’ve had a very tenuous relationship with the Bible the past few years. Lest … More Desert Panting with Job’s Friends
“Death is swallowed up in victory. O death, where is your victory? O death, where is your sting?” The Apostle Paul, 1 Corinthians 15:55 For me, as a believer, the personal sting of death has been swallowed up in the victory that Christ Jesus won on the cross. Praise God for that victory! In that … More It Still Stings
The Wading Pool 