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Grace-Blessed Days
I begin my morning praying for the older of my two sons, out of the country on a business trip. I later greet my youngest son before he leaves for work and I babysit my two youngest grandsons (ages 3...
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My Source of Hope
Last Tuesday I had my surgery for breast cancer. Apart from the normal pre-operative nervousness, I entered surgery fully trusting in the Lord. While not finding any metastasized cancer in the lymph...
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The Oops File
An “Oops File.” Not exactly what you want to see at a hospital desk when your precious loved one is in surgery. But there it was. I said good-bye to my husband with a kiss and a prayer as he was...
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God with Us
“And they shall call His name Immanuel, which translated means ‘God with us.’” (Matthew 1:23) It was at this time last year that I became aware of the seriousness of Jim’s illness. “He looks like the...
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Heaven’s Gain, My Loss
Early Sunday morning, another great man in my life, my brother Roger, peacefully entered into the Presence of the Lord. Last January, even as my husband, Jim, was given his diagnosis of incurable,...
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A Roots Tour
“I have been so busy that I haven’t even had time to tend to my roots.” Quickly abandoning my original thoughts of the roots of a tree, my eyes moved to that noticeable one-quarter inch of gray...
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Of Green Pastures and Still Waters
Taking one last look in the mirror before settling down for the night, I was taken aback by what I saw. Breast cancer surgery had disfigured my body. Two weeks into chemotherapy and I was bald as an...
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Happy Anniversary, My Love
Today would have been Jim’s and my 45th wedding anniversary. Happy memories of our life together help diminish the pain of missing him. Our wedding day …. The birth of our first child, then the...
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The Light at the End of the Tunnel
My grandchildren play a game while driving through tunnels when traveling: they hold their breath from the time they enter until they leave the tunnel. They think it is fun. Quite frankly, I have...
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