Losing. Everybody hates to lose. This past month has been filled with reports, statistics, and poll results of winners and losers. I have always hated losing. Whether it was a game of chess or ping pong with my late father or my baby brother beating me like a drum playing the Madden video football game. …
She would stand out front on her tiny concrete porch gazing with anticipation for her family to enter the gravel driveway. She was so thankful to see us slowly pull in after the long drive. I’d awaken to the gentle whispers of my parents telling me we’d arrived at my grandmother’s house for the holidays. …
This is an archived post from December of 2015. I am sharing it now because it is stunning to read how God was preparing my heart to write and publish a book on the power of prayer almost 2 years later. (I wish I had gone back and read some of my archived posts sooner…it …