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O Give me a Home

“In my Father’s house are many rooms.” (John 14:2) For a bride of Christ in the current generation, it is both powerful and alluring to see the whole of Scripture as an epic Love story. But it is especially difficult to live a perfect romance when whining kids, dirty dishes, […]

Yes to the Dress

“I was naked and you clothed Me…” (Matthew 25:36) I don’t know about you, but it isn’t often that I come across naked people in my daily routine as a wife, mom, or even as the founder of a non-profit ministry here in East Texas. Come to think of it, […]

I Met Someone

“Come with me, and meet a man who told me everything I’ve ever done. Could he be the Messiah?” (John 4:29). I remember learning the Bible story of The Woman at the Well as a child. From the tiny chairs, the story was clean, nice. I also remember being both […]

The Cure for Anxiety by Amy Grigg

The heading in my Bible right above Matthew 6:25-34 reads, “The Cure for Anxiety.” Being all too familiar with the sickness anxiety brings to my soul and body, this heading caught my attention not too long ago. Anxiety is a hidden killer. Instead of it causing one to walk around […]


Hello. I haven’t blogged lately. There are lots of reasons why. Some are noble and some are plain sick. However, today, I can’t not. September 18 is the date seared on my memory that gives me the shakes and reminds me of the fragility of life. Seven years ago this […]

{That} One Place of Worship

Two weeks ago, my family of three stood shoulder-to-shoulder at Sunday morning worship in rays of light filtered through stained glass. Eyes closed, my ears opened to my own voice singing, “Lifted out of the wreckage I find hope in the aftermath…”                                                                                                                                                {Aftermath by Hillsong} And in that moment, my mind played […]

Africa 2014 Part One ~ An Invitation

Fo-fo, dear friends!  “Fo-fo” is Fufulde for “hello”.  I am fluent in the African native language now.  #notreally How I wish I were, though.  As I sit down to write about the two weeks I spent in west Africa, words seem so very insufficient to present what a wonderful, horrendous […]