My nerves were raw because of the faint, repetitive sound in the background of our conversation. As I sat in the kitchen talking to my mom, the faucet behind her was dripping… and dripping… and dripping.
I gave her instructions for the job. “Remove the chairs from the room, vacuum thoroughly, and then I will show you how to mop the wood floor.” Once my daughter got through the first two of three steps,
Each day brings fresh possibilities and opportunities for us to trust God. As I think of what lies ahead today and in the upcoming new year, I’m reminded of a lesson God taught me years ago through a team building exercise called the Trust Fall…
The story of Christmas is familiar. Many of us can recite verses and sing choruses that recap the holy day without so much as a second thought. It’s said that familiarity breeds contempt – so I wonder.
After lightning struck and the fire destroyed seventy percent of my home, we rebuilt. Every item seared, soaked and smoked was lifted and sifted. Ashes were removed. All things broken and tattered were excavated and evaluated in pursuit of total renewal and restoration.