Holy Ground

Holy Ground

Holy Ground Last week’s post generated some curiosity about “the Story.”  This is it… It’s often the most ordinary of moments that become the framework for holy ground. Pulling into the early morning tangle of bedcovers, I nursed my ritual cup...
Over My Head

Over My Head

Over My Head It’s time to lay it on the line. I’m absolutely crazy about Jesus. Today was Bible study day. It’s currently the one day a week on which I am privileged to join a sincere and priceless group of women from all denominations and walks of life who gather to...
Into Glory

Into Glory

Into Glory Fears have a tendency to pile, layer upon layer, until the collected heap can seem to stand high and sharp against the heavens. My frail grandmother is grasping the final moments of her earth-days. It’s a painful thing, this passing from flesh and blood...