Pure and undefiled religion in the sight of our God and Father is this: to visit orphans and widows in their distress. James 1:27 The ministry we partnered with, HopEthiopia, uses James 1:27 as the core scripture on which their vision is built. Rather than an institutionalized orphanage, they have what is called a Children’s Village on their property. The … Continue reading The Widows and the Orphans
Inspiration
We Choose Healing
Eighteen years ago, our country was violated by Fear. The rape was brutal and violent and caught us completely off guard. In the court of public opinion, some said we deserved it by the way we were acting. Others chimed in that we were pitiful and too stupid to understand the signs. As is common … Continue reading We Choose Healing
A Near Miss
The bottom fell out. Rain was coming so hard and so fast my windshield wipers on high couldn’t keep up. I slowed to a crawl, as did all the cars around me…except one. I imagine the driver had someplace to be. I could feel the frustration radiating from the pickup in the stops and starts. … Continue reading A Near Miss
Choose Love
I am a bit of a romantic, always have been. I suppose you could call me a sappy sentimental. I cry at commercials, and despite the cheesy storylines, I love Hallmark movies. They are completely unrealistic, totally predictable, and border on silly, but I love them anyway. The romance of new love is all about … Continue reading Choose Love
Dot-to-dots
Do you remember dot-to-dots? For those of you who are younger, a dot-to-dot is a hidden picture which is exposed when one uses a pencil to connect numbered dots, in order. I always loved dot to dots. They were part puzzle, part mystery, and part art. On the more complicated ones, it could be difficult … Continue reading Dot-to-dots
Freedom
I have a different view of freedom these days. Before, I rarely travelled outside the US, and when I did, it was to tourist destinations. Now, I have been to countries where freedom is spoken, but not lived out. My navy-blue passport allows me access to places where others cannot move about freely. That alone was … Continue reading Freedom
Faces
After a friend commented on this one, I pulled it out of the vault from 2011. When the rug gets pulled out from under you due to life’s ups and downs you find yourself falling. How you land isn’t even up to you it feels. On your back, butt, knees or maybe… on your face. … Continue reading Faces
Refuge for the Refugee
A Refuge is a place of being safe or sheltered from pursuit, danger or trouble. Segmenting the word, we see the prefix re- means again and the Latin root is fugere which means to flee. Therefore, a refugee is one who flees again, to a safe place, sheltered from pursuit, danger or trouble. How many … Continue reading Refuge for the Refugee
Father’s Day Tribute
As a bit of a tomboy as a child, I considered myself a Daddy’s girl. Still do. I took every opportunity to traipse through the woods with Dad. Creek walking. Fishing. Wave riding. Canoeing. Trail riding. Wildflower hunting. Jeep riding. Hiking. Camping. Bird watching. Bike riding. Rock hounding. River rafting. Tree climbing. Sliding rock swimming. … Continue reading Father’s Day Tribute
Rainstorm
The trill song of a bird rises above the gentle patter of the rain. It is a subdued wake up song. A rooster crows in the distance, barely heard over the sound of the drops echoing through the forest. The steady pouring of water pounds on the ground and the bushes. The smell of the … Continue reading Rainstorm
Michelle's Mosaic 