I have helped people recover from the abuses of pseudo ‘God focused ministry’ for nearly 35 years.

I could not stop the squeal of delight that escaped my soul. I adore daffodils.  I stood perfectly still for the longest time, staring at...

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

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

I stood there in the rain for a while, letting it wash the emotions (and what was left of my makeup) from my face. 

The questions are many and answers are few. People don’t understand stuff like this.  Mostly, I don’t either. 

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.

Wild Hope may not be reasonable, but when it is realized the result is worth the risk. Come, we will take you to the Hope giver.