I have always been a very devout person. I think my personality, my experiences – and perhaps my birth order – combined in me so that I always wanted to be “good.” I followed the rules (except once in fourth grade I stretched the truth so I could go to an event my mom didn’t …

I come from a family of nine – two parents and seven children. I am number six. If I was Vietnamese, I would be called Number 6. (I learned that reading Fire Road which I highly recommend.) In 1981, I was dating and my weight fell to an all time low of 112#. My mother …

As the sun makes it’s final descent into the horizon, I think of spring. Today has been beautiful! Cold, but beautiful. It is also spring break for many schools in my area and I couldn’t help but think about all the families traveling to warm destinations for some much needed family time.

Today I took a walk down memory lane before I sat down to write this blog. And by that, I mean I read through a few of my journal entries from years past. I wanted to refresh my memory regarding agreements I lived with for many years that kept me trapped in hard places. Because …

Instead you must worship Christ as Lord of your life. And if someone asks about your Christian hope, always be ready to explain it. I Peter 3:15

I am not much of an athlete. I am competitive, but not an athlete. My earliest experience with organized sports occurred in seventh and eighth grade track. My parents allowed me to participate in our track program and I actually performed very well. I ran dashes – that is what they were called at the …

The first time I encountered the need to respond to Jesus was in the summer of 1971. I was at a family reunion with my parents and younger sister in Colorado. Maybe there were other siblings there too – I don’t remember.

Years ago, when Dave and I were first married, I enjoyed reading books by Janette Oke, Gilbert Morris, Lori Wick and other authors who wrote Christian fiction. I love to read and once I start I book I can hardly put it down which has not always proven to be life giving for my family.

I grew up on a farm in northwest Montana. My parents owned 160 acres along Flathead River; 80 acres was tillable land where Dad grew grain and hay. Eighty acres was a conifer woods along the river “below the hill.” It was our natural playground where our imaginations ran wild. After our chores were finished, …

I am experimenting with the coolest machine ever! Dave bought me a new sewing machine last April that also does embroidery. It isn’t just the kind where you can make a nifty border, but an actual embroidery machine. Now, it isn’t the biggest. Actually, it’s the smallest. But I hadn’t used it until today. So …