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The Wrong Mask

Recently a good friend made me a mask. I really loved it … until I wanted to put it on in public. I paused when I looked at it as I walked up to the store. Then, without hesitation, I put it back in my bag and pulled out a different one. It’s not that I don’t love Jesus. I do. More than anything. It’s not that I don’t want to tell others about Him. I do. Whenever the Spirit prompts me. No. Those are not the reasons I think… Read more The Wrong Mask


We signed bazillion dotted lines On twenty pounds of paper We went to classes – stretched our minds Did court instead of labor Then welcomed three into our clan Their pain became soon ours We knew that family was God’s plan Here evil loses power God knits a family of love Of many different colorsForms bonds with cords designed above So hearts and lives grow fuller. Our Father wants us fig’ring out There’s no such thing as “others” That all His children walk about As sisters and as brothers. To… Read more Family

It Matters

We are made to tell our story and listen to the ones around us. We are storytellers because our Father is an eternal Storyteller. He weaved our story into us before He gave creation its first breath – before He gave it to us. Our story is not finished with our final breath, not even when the earth breathes its last.  Why wouldn’t we gently share and carefully listen to find out what it means to be human, what it means to be fully known and completely loved?  I wonder… Read more It Matters