Tag Archives: Philippians 1:6

. . . with a sacred scar . . .

“Begin praying My compassion for your father.” The whispered words jolted my quiet morning thoughts as I looked out over the mountains of East Tennessee . “I want you to love him as I do.” I said NO. For months,  … Continue reading

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. . . content in the impossibles . . .

I was terrified. One of my greatest fears is failing. Being disappointed in ‘me’. So when a friend artist invited me to attend a painting class last weekend, I laughed, “I cannot draw a straight line. I drew stick people … Continue reading

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