By: Mary Ellen Collins Last week I received a Facebook post. The man on the screen tells a story I can relate to. He is sharing a story about being in a restaurant and seeing an elderly lady walk in. He hears a voice in his head that says to...
By: Julie Thompson I write because sometimes I can’t speak Of everything going on inside of me My voice may be silent But the words are still there Thoughts racing through my mind Longing to be shared I write because words have power To change someone’s life To comfort and...
By: Mary Ellen Collins *!#&@GRRR! Wreck on 75-Southbound. Wreck on 71-Southbound. Wreck on 275-East. Every path blocked! How am I going to get there? Back roads! Slower but maybe a better choice. Thank goodness for Google maps. I’m in new territory so I’ll just leave the navigation to Google. RAIN,...
By: Julie Thompson Sitting in a window seat of a packed flight, I look around and notice that I’m surrounded by a sea of people all wearing headphones. Everyone is tuned into their own little world. But then I look out the window and notice the amazing view. Large, fluffy...
By: Mary Ellen Collins Dear You, YES, I SAID YOU! LISTEN UP. IT IS TIME. PICK UP THAT PEN AND JUST START. YOU HEARD ME – JUST DO IT! The orders are barked at me loud and clear. Who is this talking to me? This is the kick start I...
By: Heather Wolper My mom has been gone almost 20 years now. It’s been almost half of my lifetime. I graduated from college without her, got married without her, had my babies without her and I have celebrated milestones and grieved heartbreaks without her. And you know what? I still...
By: Mary Ellen Collins First, I want to tell everyone who prayed for the women and the leaders of the retreat – THANKS! Your prayers were powerful. Satan tried hard to creep in and sometimes triggered me, but your prayers held him at bay. Every one of the leaders and...
By: Christine Fishel Sometimes you get a good look in the mirror, and it’s not pretty. I’m not talking about the gray-hair, eyelids-drooping-over-my-lashes, not-another-chin-hair kind of look. I’m talking about getting a real good look at what is overflowing on the inside and now spilling to the outside. That happened...
By: Heather Wolper This has been a year of faith stretching, a year of wandering in the wilderness, a year of learning to trust God to provide enough manna each morning to sustain us until we lay down to sleep again. As the months have stretched on, my spirit has...
By: Mary Ellen Collins I recently attended a silent retreat. Yes, I said silent. 6 hours of not conversing with anyone. Well, no human. God only conversations. First question is how in the world can an extrovert keep silent for 6 hours? Well, I can, and I absolutely loved this...
