2018: A Year For Hope (Week 9)
“…Are you all right? Is your husband all right? Is your child all right?” And with her son lying lifeless at home, she replied “Everything is all right.” Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 9)
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2018: A Year For Hope (Week 8)
A compilation of what I call LOVE LETTERS, for they were -and still are- love letters from Him to me, letters of strength and comfort to my still hurting soul. Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 8)
2018: A Year For Hope (Week 7)
But sometimes, life sucks the hope right out of you! And then what, my friend?
How is one to respond when you’ve been smacked upside the head by the frying pan of life, and had your hope knocked clear across the floor? Read more… Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 7)
2018: A Year For Hope (Week 6)
“I myself walked up to the Ragman. I told him my name with shame, for I was a very sorry figure next to him … I said to him with a dear yearning in my voice: “Dress me.”” Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 6)
2018: A Year For Hope (Week 5)
I recently re-read one of my older blog posts and thought it very appropriate for the subject of this blog series “2018: A Year For Hope”. So today … we’re going back a few years to what was originally posted as “Teathered To Hope“. I’d love to hear your thoughts! ……………………………………………………………………………………………… HOPE: a) to wish for something with expectation, b) a desire accompanied by confident … Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 5)
2018: A Year For Hope (Week 4)
What are some of the lies the enemy tells you? Why is it the voice of FEAR always seems so much louder than the voice of HOPE? Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 4)
2018: A Year For Hope (Week 3)
She closes the door and leans up against it, but it does no good. She can still hear the cutting rants of her stepson as he shouts to the world how much he hates her, how he wishes his dad never married her, and begs her to go away and leave them alone. Sometimes she thinks it might be better if she did leave, as … Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 3)
2018: A Year For Hope (Week 2)
“I hate my job”, he mumbles to no one particular. “It was the best way to put food on the table when the kids were small, but then there was a mortgage to pay, and college after that. I didn’t mind so much when Barb was there to come home to – but she’s long gone now. I’m old and I’m tired. I feel trapped … Continue reading 2018: A Year For Hope (Week 2)
Putting Hope To Work 