Gifts of the Prodigal: Releasing My Guilt & Embracing Prayer Trembling with anger and shock, I stomped down the snow-packed path. I stormed past the skating rink where my kids glided across the ice that dark December evening. I could hardly process...
As I listened to the prayers of the two pastors beside me, I squirmed in the padded office chair. My turn was next and I scrambled to gather my thoughts. It wasn’t that I was scared of praying out loud or sounding unintelligent. My problem was that I...
“Are you going home for Christmas?” It was December 2003. The commonly asked question for this time of year hung in the air, unanswered. For most people, especially a 28-year-old like me, a simple yes or no response was all it required. But it wasn’t an easy question...
It’s normal to ask God, “Why?”. Right? “Why me?” Or, “Why did this happen?” Why did my Grandma get Alzheimer’s? Why did my Mom die? Why did I have two miscarriages? In my previous post, I shared how I found peace after having two...
Have you ever dreaded going to the bathroom? It’s bizarre how pregnancy can turn a normal bodily function into something you dread. My first two pregnancies were straightforward. “Textbook” pregnancies, as they say. My third pregnancy...
I sunk into the couch, inches away from a stranger. This stranger was my new counsellor. I hoped she would ease the turmoil inside me, and fast! She reached into her oversized purse and pulled out a white candle. Its waxy rim pushed halfway...
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