When Tears Have a Voice
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When Tears Have a Voice

I leave the conversation because my heart is breaking. My face is burning and pulsing, clear signals that my blood pressure is high. I am past the emotion of crying and have been catapulted into the screaming dimension. The hysterical screaming dimension. I turn away and climb sixteen steps. Enter the door on the right….

He never takes away, except to give us something better.

A dream I dreamed

I dreamed a little dream one day.  Breathed it out into words and wrapped it up into the corner of my heart. It felt safe there, secured by the knowledge that no one but me knew that it had been dreamed. Years slipped by. The dream nestled in my heart stayed warm and hopeful. Sometimes…

laughing at the future

laughing at the future

We’ve all heard it said, “The couple that laughs together, stays together” and I couldn’t agree more. Laughter isn’t the only necessary ingredient for a happy marriage, but it certainly bonds people. Haven’t you ever had a funny episode in public and wound up laughing with strangers? Chuckling over a leaky milk carton or some…

Financial Security

Financial Security

Every extra penny went into a savings account. Budgets. Moderation. I watched Dave Ramsey and spoke with the utmost knowledge about money, investments and wastefulness. I sighed and shook my head at people who misused credit cards. I felt sorry for those who had never learned the proper way to handle money or to embrace…

The Silence of God

The Silence of God

Does God speak to us in modern times? Some Christians say yes; some say no. Some feel that He guides us indirectly through the Bible, counsel from wise people, a feeling of peace in our hearts, plus our circumstances and our God-given common sense. Since I graduated from homeschool, my life verse has been Proverbs…

Embracing Today

Embracing Today

Haiti, February 2009 {journal excerpt} Today is one of those days. I feel so sad and homesick I think I could curl up and die. The children are in school. I can hear their endless chatter but I can’t understand any of it. Amos is gone working, and here I am, alone. I wish I…

Loving Every Age

Loving Every Age

As a child, I looked ahead to certain ages. Ten was special: double digits at last! Thirteen would make me a teenager. Sixteen would be sweet, seventeen even more delightful, and eighteen: downright grown-up. Remember Susan in the Narnia books? “She was always a jolly sight too keen on being grown-up.” “Grown-up indeed,” said the…

The End.

The End.