Grace Wins . . . Every Time!

A quiet house, beautiful sunrise, tree lights and garland illuminates our home. The boys and fur-babies are fast asleep God reminds me of family, friends and many others I may never know who are hurting. Some are believers while others are not. Although it’s a new dawn, a new day, a new year their hurts …

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But for the Grace of God

This time of year can be especially difficult. The daylight is shorter. The weather is typically colder. Special gatherings are taking place all around. My heart is tender to suffering of every kind. I'm sure you've experienced loss and suffering. I have had my share of loss as well. Reading through my journal I came …

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Impaired . . .

It was about eleven o'clock one evening and I was driving home in my cute little light blue two door coupe with my sunroof open. I was in the passing lane and the first car stopped at a red light. There was a BMW beside me and an older pickup truck behind the BMW. It was a quiet Texas evening and not many cars were on the road. I can't really recall what made me look up, but I did. There, in my rearview mirror, I see . . .

500

When I began writing it was truly for my three young sons, my family and very close friends. I never in a million years thought there would be any, let alone many, who would show genuine interest in what God put on my heart to share. God sweetly took an insecure dyslexic little girl and …

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Not of this World

Close to midnight, five years ago today tragedy struck. The world was rocked when, at 16, Sydney Lisa Jeter was suddenly promoted to be at the feet of Jesus. Silly, beautiful, practical joker, talented, athletic, heart for others, kind, loving, sold-out-for-Christ, God fearing little girl are just a few ways to describe Sydney. Losing a …

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Tarnished

When I was a little girl we had "polishing day". Back then when I heard the words calling from my momma's lips you could see my eyes roll in the back of my head and subsequently hear the heavy sigh or deep scoff slide boldly from my mouth. Guaranteed there was a lot of work …

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