About a year ago, I was asked to teach a workshop on the topic of grief in the context of ONE Annapolis, a women’s regional conference sponsored by our denomination. As I thought about how to develop my topic, our son, Chuck, preached a message titled A Broken Hallelujah. As I listened…

It’s likely that I have never walked where you are walking, but I do know what shattered dreams and broken hearts are all about.  My husband Chuck and I experienced four years of intense church conflict in an independent…

Our pastor son and friends officially launched Stone’s Throw church, a new congregation in Middletown, Delaware, and I am suddenly whisked down a tunnel of memories. God is opening my eyes to something I can barely get my mind around…

Are you tired? Weary?  Are you beginning today with an already overflowing schedule?  Are too many people clamoring for your time? Or do you dread getting up in the morning because a new day means another twenty-four hours to live with a broken heart?

The bad report about a friend stunned me. Without hesitation, I believed it. Anger, sadness, disappointment, all of those emotions followed me around the house as I prepared for a busy day of running errands and catching up on undone tasks.

“PLEASE, PLEASE DON’T STOP PRAYING. I DON’T KNOW HOW IT WORKS BUT I KNOW IT’S THE ONLY REASON I CAN FACE THE NEXT MINUTE.”…

One of the most popular posts on my old blog was “An Old Lady’s Poem”. My mother-in-law's physical ailments force us to confront the ravages of aging, as she has spent time in nursing homes after repeated falls. She is a stubborn, strong woman who…

“Grammy, can I help you cook?” I welcomed the opportunity to spend one on one time with eight your old Eva as the other grands busied themselves at Cousins Camp with volleyball, fishing, board games and playing in the Poconos woods…

In last Sunday’s introduction to Treasures Along the Way, I shared these words from a podcast by Susan Hunt and Karen Hodge…

In response to a blog I wrote on overwhelmed young moms, a tired mother asked, "What if those overwhelming days seem to be blending into each other? I know my children are my ministry, but I really don't feel up to the job. I keep praying, but I must not be hearing God's response. He allowed me to be in this place at this time so why do I feel I can't do this.?”….

"Should we schedule the funeral right now?" My startled response to Chuck's question lasted only a few seconds. He had just bought me a large gardenia tree for Mother's Day. Gardenias are one of my favorite flowers. Their beauty and scent are comfort…

The phone call left me breathless. I knew God had just given me a glimpse of Him working behind the scenes in the life of a friend's child, a child for whom I regularly pleaded for the Lord to remember as His covenant child. A child raised by believing parent…

Chuck and I joined the autumn ritual of cheering on our twinny grandchildren as they ran up and down the soccer fields, each one displaying their unique personalities in the way they chased the soccer ball and interacted with teammates…

I especially enjoy breakfast out with Chuck because fresh from a night’s sleep, our creative juices seem to flow and our conversation is energizing and refreshing.  But this morning, the voice of the woman in the booth next to us broke our concentration…

My friend and I talked quietly as we walked toward her bedroom. I knew I was on holy ground because supernatural grace flowed from her as she lived out the sovereignty of God in this very difficult pathway of life. Her young husband would soon be gone, his body taken by cancer; his soul carried by Christ's sacrifice into the presence of his savior….

During a podcast at enCourage on Life-Giving Leadership, by Susan Hunt and Karen Hodge, I heard this powerful message: https://encourage.pcacdm.org/?s=susan+hunt+and+karen+hodge…

The first devotional in this series, A Steadfast Woman in a Shifting World, was introduced with the following words…

I recently summarized on social media some of the choices I had to make to move forward in the aftermath of the earth shifting beneath my feet. As we end our time together in this Daily Treasure devotional, I’d like to share that post with you now as a means of grace…

The grace of God’s restoration and the wonder of God’s precise timing still boggles my mind. I hope it boggles your mind too. I hope it gives you hope and courage to hold on through your trauma and its aftermath…

In the midst of all these changes with men in my life, these gentle shifts that were gradually moving me away from my bitter response to trauma in my life, I came to know Jerry. He was a man I had met years before, a widower who had experienced his share of trauma in his own lif