“I want to do that, Lord, but I don’t know how.” Have you ever expressed these words to God when faced with a task beyond your ability? Why do we so quickly forget that when God gives us an unexpected idea, or challenges us to try something new, or...
Freedom
Loving the Outcasts
Wherever Jesus walked, he always noticed the outcasts, the ones shunned by society for reasons completely out of their control. His love and compassion compelled Him to heal and restore each person. One day Jesus decided to sail to the country of the Gerasenes, which is opposite Galilee. And...
Dancing to the Music
As a ballroom dancer, I was intrigued by this challenge. Life does play whatever music it wants. Some tunes may prompt us to drop what we’re doing, cast our cares aside, and move with abandonment. Melodious sounds might cause us to slow down and dream of what could be,...
Are you free of fear?
Is fear of rejection controlling your life? I’ve developed a quiz that will help you answer that important question. Even into my adult years, I had no idea that this devastating fear was defining my life. Now that I’ve found freedom from my fear, I’m eager to help others...
No! I can’t do that!
You may remember that my April Monthly Musings centered on the disciple Peter, who floundered after the death of his friend, Jesus. As he stood at the sea, he announced to his friends, “I’m going fishing.” A decision that would take him back to his old, familiar way...
LIVE ABOVE FEAR
My blog is a safe place to think, feel, and be honest about loss and life, fear and freedom. I'm looking forward to sharing our struggles and sorrows with one another, as well as the victories God gives us on our new path to freedom. Fear often grips me,...
Tend Your Garden
“Gail, remember to tend your garden!” Shirley is the kind of friend who sends me these kinds of alerts whenever she discerns I’m forgetting to pause and tend my own personal garden. To give myself permission to slow down and go someplace or do something that allows me to...
Man at the Sea
He sat in stillness, as if mesmerized by the crashing waves in front of him. “Mind if I take your picture?” I ventured. After his consent for a photo shoot, I asked him the standard beach-side question, “Where’re you from?” “I live here and usually come once a day....