A couple times a year our nation turns its focus to those who have sacrificed, and many who have lost their lives in order for the citizens of our country to enjoy liberty and freedom. Many families grieve the loss of loved ones who served our country. For them, I pray that they will be drawn to the Father’s love and that He will comfort them in their grief and loss, and that their memories will sustain them and lend them strength.
When I learned of the late Reverend Billy Graham’s death, a weightiness settled over me. Billy Graham exemplified a human being who stood secure in who he was in Christ. He was never proud nor arrogant despite his heavenly lineage, nor did he wallow in low self-esteem or pity, thinking he deserved less than the cross afforded him as his inheritance.
Give a helping hand! Doing what is right is not always the easiest thing to do or what is most popular. Jesus didn’t walk by when someone was in distress. He healed. He helped. He made a difference! Don’t pass on by.
Everything inside me was on hyper-alert as I sat in the hospital’s surgical waiting room. When someone stood to get a cup of coffee, my gaze reflexively followed them. When someone signed in or out at the waiting room desk, my head jerked up. When a name was called over the speaker, my mind did a double take to ensure it wasn’t mine. And every time a surgeon walked through the doors to confer with a family member, I started to rise, even though I knew it would still be hours before I would hear a word. [more]
The alarm didn’t go off that morning, so I awoke in a panic. I didn’t even have time to take my temperature but was pretty sure I was running a fever to match my flu-like symptoms as I dragged myself into the office. My head pounded, and my throat screamed for relief with every swallow I took. It promised to be a long day. As I dashed to the car later than I would have liked, I was greeted by the little warning light that no one likes to see on a morning they are pressed for time…EMPTY. Seems whoever was the last to drive my car left it for me to refuel, on a day I didn’t really have time to refuel, and I couldn’t afford not to. [more]