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.)
Why am I so ungrateful at Christmas?
Nothing highlights my need for gratitude more than Christmas. While I point out other’s lack of gratitude, I disregard my own ingratitude for the people themselves, which is far worse.
Never Give Up Hope
I pull into the driveway, and I’m undone yet again at seeing my stunning camellia bush. This simple shrub that has weathered many storms, has taught me to hope, even when all seems lost…
Never Give Up Hope
I pull into the driveway, and I’m undone at seeing my camellia bush. This resurrected shrub has weathered many storms and has taught that God is always working, especially when we can’t see it.
Now I Can’t Hide
Writing a blog is a risk for me, because I cannot hide. When I put words out there, I cannot take them back. Even if others disapprove of them. Or of me. I can’t hide them in the attic if I’m rejected.