Chosen

Chosen

Maybe you’ve been there, maybe you haven’t. PhyEd class. The last person to be chosen for a team. Or maybe you’ve seen the look on the child’s face who was chosen last. Either way, it can be hurtful to be the last one picked. I think of David. He loved God so dearly,...
Who Are You Looking Up To?

Who Are You Looking Up To?

Last week was my mom’s birthday. She would’ve turned seventy-six. She’s been gone for four and a half years already, which doesn’t seem possible. Some parts of my life stopped when she died. I lost some relationships, I dealt with a lot of the...