Twenty-five years ago last month, a strong and tenderhearted young man and I walked down the aisle in the chapel of a very large church near downtown Phoenix. July in Phoenix is probably less than optimal as…
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Death sprang up in every direction this week. Sadness prevails. So much to process, I struggle to mourn, feeling a bit paralyzed. Why now? Why these people? Too many, too young, and no good reasons! Over and…
Why do we find it so difficult, at times, to know how to do the right thing or even what the right thing is? We wrestle and worry about the choice before us, as if we don’t have…
A Story, we all have a story. There is a part of my story I don’t share very often. Mostly because it was hard, is hard. When sin touches your life in a profound way, but it is not…