At the well Jesus met the woman who was thirsty. We can all identify with the busyness and thirst experienced by the woman at the well (John 4: 5-30). She was likely busy with tasks to complete, like gathering water, and all of the other tasks and labors required...
Remember, discernment involves small and large decisions through intentional thought and prayer, an ongoing and dynamic process. Please take time to review the Four Step Discernment Process intro and the first mode, “Facts Matter”, explanations. In the process...
We had no beds for our children after Hurricane Katrina. I remember sitting on the curb outside of an old K&B Drugstore that had long closed down in the small town outside of New Orleans where I had grown up. My oldest daughter struggled as a toddler to sit...
We are us. Belonging to a community means there is an “us” and not just an “I.” Even before I was born, I belonged to an “us.” My twin brother and I were born into a beautiful family of six. My dad was born into a family of 12 and my mom into a family of seven. I...
There are only a few times in my life in which I have willingly invited myself into poverty. Even when we lost everything in Hurricane Katrina, I still grasped for all things. I remember immediately venturing into a store to purchase baby clothes, wash cloths, and...
There are times in my life that the cloud of parenting, change, sickness, or loss has allowed me to wander into places that I do not belong. I have found myself speaking audibly to God, “Help me.” I felt waves of “how-the-heck-did-I-end-up-here” fall over me as I...
Life as a modern parent is fast! Sometimes it feels like we are rushing through our lives like we are moving through a fast-food restaurant. We don’t need no stinking forks, kids! Shove your lives down your trap like french fries! My family has made a lot of...
Life as a modern parent is fast! Sometimes it feels like we are rushing through our lives like we are moving through a fast-food restaurant. We don’t need no stinking forks, kids! Shove your lives down your trap like french fries! My family has made a lot of...
I had just entered the world of ministry and my desire to serve was deep. Because I wasn’t married or with children yet, I remember devoting every minute to the people of God. I treated myself as a missionary, but that decision led to an unhealthy place. Sitting...
I lived over an hour away when my Dad died. I remember driving with my husband on the long bridge over the Atchafalaya Basin, the longest wetland swamp in the United States. Time stretched as long as the swamp. When we finally made it to my small Cajun town, I...
