Here it is…just for you! I discovered a typo only AFTER I had already printed it out. As a writer, I am ashamed to admit I let one slip through my ever-proofing eyes. But…typos happen…such is life. Let me know if you spot it (or them. I hope there’s not more than one. oh dear…).
I Thought I Ordered 365 Good Days… (Part 2)
On January 11th, I got some news I wasn’t prepared to receive. (Goodbye 365 good days. Farewell. Maybe next year.) It was nearing the end of my work day when my mother called me. Something was wrong; I could hear it in her voice. “Grandpa had a heart attack, mamita,” my mother told me. My … Continue reading »
I Thought I Ordered 365 Good Days… (Part 1)
I’ve been MIA. Only a week left until January is over. Where did the time go? I was meaning to post at the start of the new year and share this comic strip with you: (Can you tell I’m a Peanuts fan? ;)) Three hundred and sixty-five good days sounded good to me. I was hopeful those … Continue reading »
The Paradox of Christmas
Saw this during our Christmas Eve service at church earlier today and had to share it with y’all. How will you respond? That’s the most important decision you will ever make. Think about it… Merry Christmas! “Behold, this child is appointed for the fall and rising of many in Israel, and for a sign that is … Continue reading »
December 2011 Newsletter
This is my last newsletter for 2011. It’s been a good year, let me tell ya. Challenging in lots of areas…but definitely a good year. Praise the Lord! In this issue you’ll read about the latest changes in my department and personal life. No…it’s not marriage. ;) And you’ll find a few quotes from people … Continue reading »
Thankful List – Nov. 2011 Newsletter
In this issue: my year-end thankful list (well, part of it) and a support update. :)
Story of the Unwanteds
Last Sunday I heard briefly about hundreds of Indian girls named “Unwanted.” This past Tuesday during our regular Tuesday night prayer meeting, I finally heard their story. You see, in India it used to be that female children were the least desired sex, so many parents would name their child “Nakusha” (the Marathi word for … Continue reading »
