Encouraging Women to Walk Deeper with God
Don't Forget to Pin MeThis post may contain affiliate links. I hadn't intended on sharing this today, but then Kobe Bryant died on Sunday, thrusting many into a world of sadness and despair. It's a funny thing, what grief does to you. Grief The sports world and more reeled at the news--young and old fans alike. Another talented voice silenced. Nine in that helicopter in all. How could this have happened? What now? They--we--are Continue Reading
Please join me in welcoming Iris Peterson to the blog. Iris and I met through the online writer's training group, COMPEL Training. Her words are humble but staunch in the Spirit. There's power in their midst. Enjoy! As I walked out of my co-worker’s classroom, I realized that decades of questions and moments of pain had been erased. I don’t know the moment that I was set free from the spirit of rejection, but I knew that my co-worker’s words Continue Reading
Go ahead - paste "ugly" all over it. The temptation battles nearly all of us at one point or another. It's envy. What if we shed light on envy and have a real, girlfriend-to-girlfriend discussion about it? What if we share our struggles and how we overcame them? Then what? I smell victory. Do you? Feel free to pull up a chair and sit around the table. It's our first ever post at "A Round Continue Reading
Flying With a Broken Wing by Walinda Alleman I'm excited to open wide the blog's doors to fellow COMPEL Training and critique group member Walinda Alleman. She's a gem who hails from another continent, but lives right at home now in the United States. When I think of Walinda, "sweet" comes to mind. She's sweet, kind, and understanding, which I think you'll see from her words below. I’ve often wondered what my life would be like Continue Reading
15 Ways to Connect and Change Your World He was crumpled in a large brown heap, a lifeless mass of fur in the middle of the road. My heart dropped when I realized it was a dead dog. "I think it's worse when it's a dog hit versus a wild animal along the roadside," my son commented. "It's because there's a human connection. That's why it's so hard. It's probably someone's pet." I blurted. I wasn't sure where the words came from, Continue Reading
