Hope can seem elusive. It’s shadows are long ones draped across the landscapes of our lives but often instead of perceiving an invitation to adventure chasing toward the light, we hesitate at the darkness of the shadows, as though it is a darkness to be avoided. Children and adventures seem to go hand in hand, they are good at leading the way.Â I often need their help. Before I ever had.. Read More
The Place Called Prayer: A Traveler’s Companion
I’d been looking for The Place and then I found I’d been found. I was there. I awoke in the house of God. It’s where our inner soul awakes.
In all our glory or shame, our joy, pain and even our apathy: “prayer” is the place of being known and knowing the great I Am. A most holy place has been built within us, with as much detail as Solomon’s colonnade.
Want to be Brave? Get Ready for Joy Beyond What You Can Reach.
The idea of designingÂ The Martyrs’Cross had been in my husband’s heart for some time before we got married. However, it was just a couple months before we wed that it fully ripened and became a reality. It was a symbol to us of our purpose in coming together. We met at a Voice of the Martyrs’ conference both sure we wouldÂ never marry and definitely not have any children. Well, almost.. Read More