My Mama is a Praying Mama
Vanessa called to give a praise report about her eyes, and boy did she open mine! She had just come from the doctor’s office, and began speaking enthusiastically. “I want to give God glory, because I have Plaquenil toxicity, and my doctor said he had never seen eyes...
A Small Peace of Winter
There is an autumn chill in the air as the winter season approaches. The leaves are leaving the trees and are scattered everywhere my eyes can see. With my rake in hand I’m laboring, perhaps in vain, to clean up our garden and yard in preparation for the frosty months...
No More Bad Days
There are many pitfalls to avoid in addiction recovery. Hanging out on old playgrounds with old playmates, allowing life situations to distract us from what we need to do to stay sober, or, here’s a big one… handling emotions that have been “frozen” for years. What a...