One hundred three days... I play the piano.  I don’t play very well, but I play.   It’s an act of worship, sweet serenity, and an answer to prayer.  I didn’t learn to play until I was in my early thirties.  I have always sung in church, but I had a deep longing to sit behind a piano and lead a congregation in pure worship.  It’s not about...

One hundred four days… I’m feeling sick at heart as I write today.  I just read a testimony, with a picture attached, that a missionary posted regarding a woman they found lying on the street in the slums of Africa.  They took her for medical attention, but there was nothing the physicians could do to heal the state of her physical condition. ...

One hundred five days… Psalm 105:4 Seek the Lord and His strength; seek His face evermore!  (N.K.J.V.) We all need the Lord’s strength every day, but I most certainly need it today.  Have you ever known you were supposed to do something but felt completely insecure?  For me, this blog is a clear-cut example.  The other day I found it important...

One hundred six days… I need new jeans.  Why is it so difficult to find the perfect pair of jeans?  I keep expecting to walk into a store, grab a pair off the rack, try them on, and out of nowhere have the skies open up and the angels sing.  I once bought a pair of shoes and had that very experience.  (Well, not really, but for as much as I...

One hundred seven days… It is fall, and I love it!  The weather is cooling down, the leaves are changing color, and bonfires mingled with friends and laughter are in full swing.  I love to bake in the fall.  I have an obsession with pumpkin-flavored desserts… yum. Something about this beautiful season causes me to reflect back on my school...

One hundred eight days… My husband was away at a men’s retreat with our church last weekend.  I miss him when he’s gone.  Twenty one years of marriage, and I still miss him when he’s away.  I was able to speak with him for a few minutes on the phone the other night before bed.  I love the sound of his voice.  When we talk on the phone, I am...