Easter season to me means a focus on new life and celebration. Spring is a season of new growth. Where the seeds planted literally spring forth!
It’s a great celebration for a Christian. Walking day by day, Jesus’ last week and last hours on Earth puts the magnitude of sacrifice into perspective.
So where do Easter baskets play a roll in this? (READ MORE)
Pregnancy wasn’t a choice for me the first time. It was a consequence (terrifying at the time) of a thoughtless action. I weighed my options... keep and raise him. abort while he was still a “clump of cells”. adoption. (READ MORE)
I should not have been standing by my husband’s casket still feeling his strong and stifling hands around my neck. We live in a broken world where following our hearts lead us to rushed marriages and unfulfilled expectations. Inside communities where gossip tongues spread lies like wildfire, the smoke has choked me time and time again. Where my own thoughts and actions have left me in a mental torment, the only way out seemed to end my life. (KEEP READING)
Not sure what’s dead in your life right now, but I am here to tell you that absolutely nothing is un-revivable. Trust me, I’ve thrown out plants, only to haunt me from the trash can until I’ve taken them back out and watered them… said nice things to the crunchy stems as I’ve picked off legit dead leaves… and put them in some sunshine.
What gets me every time, they come back to life! But why? It’s the roots. What comes up out of your dead season is what you have rooted into the ground. (READ MORE)
