unopened gifts
Underneath my Christmas tree is a pile of wrapped gifts orphaned and left unopened. It’s silly. We wouldn’t leave a gift intended for us unopened. Or would we? … More unopened gifts
Underneath my Christmas tree is a pile of wrapped gifts orphaned and left unopened. It’s silly. We wouldn’t leave a gift intended for us unopened. Or would we? … More unopened gifts
we all felt it, this wasn’t rapid descent. this was free fall. then the pilot held my hand. … More free falling
My children are adopted. My son is not the same color as me. His birthparent’s were not the same color as each other. He is the perfect color of blended love. … More Labels
When I was young, a man I loved introduced me to Clint Black, Garth Brooks and country music. By doing so he also introduced me to this song Unanswered Prayers. He just didn’t mean to. He also didn’t love me back. We dated off and on for 10 years. I remember the nights next to … More Unanswered prayers
“This little light of mine, I’m going to let it shine.” What is it about this little children’s church song that lingers? Is it just the catchy tune? I don’t think so. I think it’s the simplicity of the message that resonates. When we watch these tiny, precious humans singing this familiar refrain we long … More little light that’s mine