I owe my husband an apology. I recently handled a situation very badly. Not only did I fail to offer the support and encouragement he deserves, but I behaved in a way that was directly opposite to how I should have. The realization exposed much more than a problem with my attitude toward my husband, though.
It revealed a deficiency in my spirit and a sin that still has a grip on me: pride. (more…)
Often, during one of our jail ministry sessions, one particular inmate out of the group will catch my eye. We had 12 ladies in our group tonight, but one drew my attention, though she was in the opposite corner of the room from me. (more…)
At the beginning of 2017, I set a goal to donate blood as many times as possible this year. A healthy person can safely donate blood every 8 weeks or 6 times per calendar year. After the chaos of the holidays subsided, I donated my first pint of the year on January 7, 2017 and 3 more since (so far this year). (more…)
I post a lot about jail ministry, but not nearly enough about how my wonderful husband, David, supports me in it. He just spent over an hour setting up a trac phone, leaving in the middle to go get some more data and minutes for it. He’s getting really good at setting these up because it isn’t the first time he has done that for one of the women who have moved to Hamilton County Community Corrections with nothing. (more…)
I had finally begun to understand not only the causes of my problem, but the required solution. I could no longer let my appetite and food control me. I had to confess and repent from my sin, which was idolatry. (more…)