Mother’s Day Memories

This Sunday will be my second Mother’s Day since my mom left earth for her heavenly home. I have felt the pain of a child without a mother. This Sunday will also be my twenty-fifth Mother’s Day since I buried my baby boy. I have felt the pain of a mother without a child. You…

Every Day in His Presence

This is a story of how God showed up quite unexpectedly. My title is not original but for good reason. Every Day in His Presence is also the title of a daily devotional by Dr. Charles F. Stanley. I’ve never met him, but my father-in-law, who pastored a church in the Pacific Northwest, loaned Dr. Stanley…

A Timely Nod From God

At just the right time we will reap a harvest of blessing if we don’t give up. (Galatians 6:9b NLT) When I launched Mid-Week Miracle last month, I noted the name doesn’t promise that you’ll read a testimony about a miraculous healing or find a story about signs and wonders each week. (Although I did…

Miracles Come in All Languages

Last week, I wrote about a medical miracle. If you read last week’s Mid-Week Miracle, you may be wondering if I have a new hip or if God surprised me with a last-minute miracle. Well… I have a new hip AND God surprised me with a last-minute miracle. Miracles Come in all Languages The supernatural demonstration…

Remembering the Good Things

I’ve been praying for a medical miracle. This week’s edition of Mid-Week Miracle comes to you the day after I’m scheduled for total hip replacement surgery. I continue to pray fervently to avoid the scalpel, so that plan could change. Yes, I believe God still works miracles of healing today. I’ve seen a woman I…

The Fruit of Persistent Prayer

I truly believe God answers every prayer by responding with one of three answers: 1. Yes (my personal favorite). 2. No. 3. Hang on and I’ll get back to you (my least favorite). Hearing God say “no” is hard, but I particularly dislike waiting for his answer. Paul asked God three times to remove the…

God Speaks Your Language

God recently spoke to a friend of mine in a way that only a mother with young children could understand. I instantly connected with the Play-Doh illustration God used to impress the truth upon her heart. The connection formed from fond memories of molding the colorful clay into various shapes with my daughter when she…

Hope in Darkness

Hello! Did you remember to wear green today? I had my daughter give me a manicure with hand-painted shamrocks. I always do something special for St. Patrick’s Day because it’s a significant date to me, even though I’m not Irish. Twenty-five years ago today, my son Sam, who was not quite three weeks old at…