Finding ways to help people grieve, release hurt and anger, let go of the dream that came crashing down on them and find a new journey is never an easy thing.  Letting go of what was for what is and is coming is like wrenching a fifty-pound stone out of a muddy rock quarry.  It’s messy. It’s resistant.  It takes every ounce of determination and strength one has.   

On the way back to my house, the pounding fear began to radiate out from my abdomen and make my hands tremble.

That sound stopped me dead.  It snatched all my thoughts and focused them in one single direction.

Unexpected discovery. Humbling, yes, but also funny.  It’s creative.  Who knew this cottage would be so perfect for helping people. . .

It sits there, in it's place, torturing me. I know I need to write. I know I need to confess. I leave it there with its accusing black sc

A beautiful mess?  That is an oxymoron of my hyper organized personality. My brain wants to believe messes mean one thing. .

This group of people who have come together—these people who did not know, just 45 days ago, that we would be headed, in just a few days...

It hit me just as I was about to click on Google. Girl! Your faith is at its limit. You know it is.

If you want the truth, they will tell you the truth.  Now, do not be misled. Truth is not a synonym for their personal opinions. 

This Christmas sucks for her.  Never one to care much in the first place, she thought it would be no big deal. However, broken hearts demand

I have never seen anything like it.  I cannot reproduce it.  I have no idea why it happens here.  But it does.

The black sheep may feel unworthy, but there is one who seeks and will find him, bring him home and give him what he has always wanted.

How do we get through the fields and the forests of our problems? Journey together. That is how.

To know how to be a man, one must know a man. Papa Ron will help you find yourself and your value. He will show you what you can be made of.

Anger when we are hurt is a normal reaction. Long standing mad, though, ends up hurting us more than our offenders.

She was trying to be brave. It was important to her that I believe she really did not care about what he did to her.

As we open our doors, it is good to know that those of us who are here for you have had our own shattered hearts...