14 Dec Tales from a Sojourner’s Heart
Empty . . . I sit. How do you jumpstart a heart that seems to have flat-lined into an...
Empty . . . I sit. How do you jumpstart a heart that seems to have flat-lined into an...
A piece written as I entered a new year envisioning the possibilities to come through the eyes of hope...
I stand at the water’s edge like I have done countless times before. The salt-water smell familiar and refreshing...
They said, “Rabbi” (which means “Teacher”), “where are you staying?” “Come,” he replied, “and you will see.” ~ John 1:38-39 I...
The question I am pondering . . . Is the messy bun me? Now, this may seem a silly...
Below is a piece I wrote in July of 2014 when God was stretching me past my breaking...