I thought I knew what this blog would be about.  But in the middle of writing it, something happened....

"So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand." – Isaiah 41:10.

When my husband and I decided to move last year, I thought I was ready for a big move. I was ready to stop having to constantly deal with stairs, not only in the house, but also the stairs I had to climb just to get into our house. I knew I was ready to downsize most areas of our home while upsizing the library. I knew that with just a little help and careful planning, we could have a smooth transition.

I was wrong. Our smooth transition turned into a long, hard grind. When pipes burst and flooded our newly renovated basement, I wasn't even surprised. It was just another problem to overcome. And when my author's copy of my latest book arrived with its interior printed upside down, I actually laughed.

2025 ...

I write this on Good Friday. . .

So much has gone on during the last three weeks. Tornadoes and other extreme weather, terror attacks in Israel, a former president under indictment, and children and their teachers murdered. Spring flowers have blossomed in South Carolina, but they bring little comfort.

A few people have wondered why I have not commented on the recent Nashville events or the public responses to those events. One reason was that I mourned; another was that I didn’t know what to say. I did not wish to write out of my feelings; I wanted to hear the Lord's words.

Yesterday morning, during a quiet time, the Lord began to speak softly to my spirit. It was not a big, solemn moment of His glory manifesting; it was more like a friend quietly pointing out the obvious. During this time, God did not comment directly on what was happening in the political realm or about the tragedy in Nashville. He did not even speak of His own sacrifice. Instead, the Lord gently but firmly spoke...