It’s natural to have regrets in life. Few of us escape them. Often, they sleep within us and remain silently dormant. And then an uncomfortable life experience pokes the bear and wakes them from their slumber. It could be reaching a milestone birthday, the loss of a parent, the loss of a job, divorce, empty-nesting…

“The cheerful heart has a continual feast.” – Proverbs 15:15 A wondrous verse to begin this Thanksgiving Holiday along with a few quotes below: “The struggle ends when gratitude begins.” – Neale Donald Walsh “When you are going through something hard and wonder where God is, remember the teacher is always quiet during a test.” –…

I hate change. I am a creature of comfort. I love my family, the town I grew up in and I had zero desire to venture off to college. My mom had other plans. For me, that is. A spitfire of a New Yorker, she told me not only would I be going to college…

I spent plenty of time feeling sorry for myself. Why my marriage? Why my family? Why is history repeating itself? Why are my greatest fears coming true? Why me? It is wasted time playing the victim. Albeit, human nature. I refer to it as fighting God. I couldn’t understand why a dream as simple as…

What happens when respect exists between two people? Not just a romantic couple but friends, acquaintances or even a professional relationship? Respect could also be explained as mutual admiration. It is the lack of judging one another but rather accepting, acknowledging and celebrating another individual for exactly who God made them be. That’s an interesting…

In the darkest times and the deepest pain, it is not uncommon to feel completely alone. It seems cruel. An order of pain with a side of loneliness. It makes one question their faith. Why would God leave us alone? Our faith tells us that God leaves us feeling alone so that we find him.…

I am chatting with someone and in between bites of lunch we talk about life and the future. I can tell this persons world view has changed. If anyone can recognize the signs of bitterness it is me. Somehow we think we are self-protecting when we turn towards bitterness. The ‘I will never let another…

I squeeze beside my sister on the couch. Kathy’s new house overflows with moving boxes. I watch as she sifts through a bag of objects. She snatches an item, inspects it, and then directs it to the proper pile. I am eager to see what will stay and what will go. The younger sister, I…

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