Jesus Came, and Was Called Salomé.

This year, my daily morning prayer goes something like this: ” I’m all yours, Jesus.  I trust you.  Fill me afresh Holy Spirit.  Empower me to be love.  Whatever, Papa God, whatever you desire today.  Whomever you send to me today. Wherever you call me, I’ll go. Whatever you ask of me, I will give. Let…

A Scroll of Remembrance.

After the birth of our now 14-year old Larsen, I experienced several years of secondary infertility.  Losing our first babe and then the miracle of our oldest son, we wondered if perhaps we would have only one biological child.  I remember those years.  Lars would lay his little hands on my tummy and pray, with…

Make Me Ignitable.

I have not written in over a month because in many ways I have been in a pit. Sick, exhausted, vulnerable, doubting, hiding, feeling fraudish, pulled in many directions and utterly agreeing with the enemies arrows that have sought, yet again, to keep me down and quiet. But there has been a lifting.  Victory is becoming…