by Deb | Billy Graham, children, encouragement, faith, God's love, grace, gratitude, hope, Jesus Christ, legacy, personal growth |
“We all have a Billy Graham story,” one of his daughters said at his funeral last Friday. It’s true. The Reverend Billy Graham touched countless lives during his decades of ministry, including mine. In 1979, I attended the Billy Graham Crusade on...
by Deb | addiction, alcoholism, comfort, compassion, difficult relationships, encouragement, faith, forgiveness, friendship, gratitude, hope, life, love, loving others, marriage, perseverance, personal growth, reconciliation, recovery, substance abuse, women |
God still sends angels: ones with skin, hair and belly laughs. Angels like our friend, Jim. I met him at an Alcoholics Anonymous meeting where I was the speaker for Al-Anon. I remember feeling at a loss for encouraging words. My situation with Randy and his alcoholism...
by Deb | Christmas, encouragement, faith |
It’s Christmas Eve and all through the house, not a creature is stirring–I hope not even a mouse! Our stockings are still hung up and since we celebrated Christmas on the 22nd, everything is way too quiet! But we had a wonderful celebration with our...
by Deb | comfort, compassion, courage, encouragement, faith, grief, life, loss, natural diasters, suffering |
Courage is something I’ve thought about often during the past month–a commodity sorely needed by victims of Hurricane Harvey and Irma. Like many of us, I’ve witnessed the heartbreaking devastation of these storms as news channels have broadcast...
by Deb | faith, God's faithfulness, God's love, hope, life, love, loving others, marriage |
If you could wave a magic wand and make your marriage more of what you want it to be, what would you see? How would you and your spouse be interacting, communicating and relating? Our focus is so often on what is not working, we fail to consider what is working and...
by Deb | acceptance, aging parents, change, encouragement, faith, God's faithfulness, life |
Change is something I’ve always resisted. From the time I was 13- years old and my dad announced we were moving from my small Midwestern hometown to a quaint “village” in Pennsylvania, to all the current changes, including retiring from my day job....
