It was my second unanswered phone call to the dentist that day. With the office so busy, I decided to leave a voice mail. I slumped on the couch as I waited for the beep, “Hi, this is the mom of B. Richardson.” I recited my phone number and reason for calling before wrapping up... Continue Reading →
The Lord is my Shepherd . . . can you finish the line? I bet many of you can finish the whole Psalm. I distinctly remember committing Psalm 23 to memory in kindergarten complete with sing-song intonation and hand motions. My three and four year old have even managed to learn its succinct, themed lines.... Continue Reading →
I wrote this post last April, but today, I am thankful for the reminder of my Father's tender hand directing my life. Although He is the Alpha and Omega, He chooses to lovingly interpose Himself in the minutiae of my every day. To quote Elyse Fitzpatrick, "We're more sinful and flawed than we ever dared... Continue Reading →
Admitting our lack and receiving from God’s abundance, naturally draws our hearts to gratitude.
A recent visit to the pediatrician brought to light a surprising link between prayer and faith.
