Several years ago, there was a series on TV called, Lost. In the first episode, a plane crashed on a deserted island in the middle of nowhere. It was chaos. Jagged, twisted parts of the plane strewn all around, some burning. Survivors were in different stages of just experiencing a traumatic event. As the scene expanded, and you could see people struggling to get to their feet, helping others, looking for their friends and loved ones, running, etc., there was one lady sitting alone calmly in the sand painting her fingernails.
Continue reading “Finding Peace Amidst Chaos”Does God Exist?
I’ve been wanting to write about this for some time now, however, I must wait on the Lord. He lets me know when it’s time for me to write and what He wants me to write about. I find when I have something I want to write and I just can’t seem to do it, it’s because He has something He wants to show me. So, I wait.
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Showers of Blessings (Part 1)
This is a series featuring Guest Writers. We hope the Lord will shower you with blessings through some of the people who have showered us with blessings.
Guest Writer Bio: John R. Oglesbee, M.D.
Dr. John is Tricia’s father. You can read more about him in the article she wrote, A Great Physician. Continue reading “Showers of Blessings (Part 1)”
Spiritual Dyslexia
Which Way do we Go?
Several years ago, I attended a professional development event at a nearby school district. As heads of the math and social studies departments, respectively, my best friend Darbi and I were chosen as part of the team that was sent. When we broke for lunch, Darbi knew where the restaurant was that we wanted to go to, however, I was driving so she was going to give me directions as we went. I approached a 4-way stop with many cars waiting in all directions. While we waited our turn to be first at the stop sign, I asked her which way we needed to turn. The conversation went like this: Continue reading “Spiritual Dyslexia”