I won’t tell you comparison is the thief of joy, or to count your blessings, that the grass only seems…

For those living a life they didn't expect
I won’t tell you comparison is the thief of joy, or to count your blessings, that the grass only seems…
“…we have no power to face this vast army that is attacking us. We do not know what to do,…
you, like Hannah, may have made a pilgrimage this morning the year-after-year heaviness in your heart and lightness in your…
“Nothing ruffles you, Hope.” One of the directors at my former job had stopped to offer some encouragement, not knowing…
Those of you who listen to my podcast and read my blog have probably noticed things have been quiet over…