Dance in the Rain
Welcome to My Journal
My life has often felt like a raging storm. A hurricane without an end. And yet God has given me joy in the midst of it. And through the raging storms and the intermittent drizzle, I’m learning to dance in the rain. (Figuratively, of course.)
How Could ALS be Called a Gift?
Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of his saints -Ps 116:15. While we on earth are grieving, heaven is rejoicing that Jeanne is home.