“…they would go from the work of the Father’s creative hands inside of a mother’s womb into the eager reaching fingers of the scribe in the nursing shoes with the RN credentials pinned on her shirt.” My RN career has been invested mostly in babies, pediatrics, and hospice. I had a doc that used to tease me and say that …
I write this with a measure of fear in my heart. A fear that if I talk about this, write about this, or even think about this that I’m setting myself up for what must be the deepest pain known to man. That something horrible will happen within my family. Yet with open hands and a choice to trust I …
He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. Ecclesiastes 3:11-12 I knew a man years ago that had …
As I felt the warmth of the running water cross my knuckles and surround my fingertips I began to swirl the thick soap into white, sweet smelling bubbles. I reached for my favorite tea cup beside my kitchen sink and noticed the golden light reflecting on my hand. I looked out my kitchen window and noticed that the little old …
