Not so long ago, I found myself feeling out of sorts with a new acquaintance. I hadn’t heard from her and the deadline for the event we were working on had come and gone. It was her turn to step into the conversation, but she was silent. My mind began racing with all sorts of ideas about what had gone wrong. But thank goodness the … Continue reading Reach Out
I have vivid memories from my childhood in the Mississippi Delta of the sight and smell of ashes, of looking out across open fields and seeing flames and smoke in the distance, of running my bare hand over the hood of a car and picking-up ash. My father and other farmers in the area would once a year burn their fields to clear the remainder … Continue reading Ashes…
Only eight years old, his head was bent low over the paper as he struggled with the numbers. Some things came easy. Some things did not. This was one of those things. I worked quietly in the room, waiting, when with a soft voice and eyes blinking back tears he said, “I just need a little encouragement.” Encouragement? Don’t we all need a little encouragement? … Continue reading Encourage
When the page turned on the calendar we could count on his call. The slow drawl would drift over the phone line, “I just wanted to give y’all a chance to wish me a happy birthday.”
My father and stepmother would chuckle and sing the familiar song. It became a routine. Something they knew to expect each and every year. They asked him once why he couldn’t wait for them to call. Continue reading “Make that Call”
Do you ever wonder if God has you on the radar? Consider this, One of the chief needs in our waiting upon God, one of the deepest secrets of its blessedness and blessing, is a quiet, confident persuasion that it is not in vain. Have courage and believe that God will hear and help. We are waiting on a God who could never disappoint His … Continue reading Wait
Life can be overwhelming. Work, home, health and well-being can sometimes present us with more than we can realistically manage in a day or even a season.
I’ve always been inspired by Elisabeth Elliott’s story. She recounts how when her husband Jim, a missionary, and several of his colleagues were murdered in South America that she didn’t know where to begin. Continue reading “Do the Next Thing”
Florence Brooks 