“But I’m not ready,” I said. Write, came the reply. “I don’t know what to say.” Just write. I will give you words. “But there are so many other women more skilled and popular and… what if they scoff at me?” Write the words I give you. And so I did. I pulled up a chair in this corner of …
I’m not ready for my dreams to come true. As much as I’d like it, if I’m being honest with myself, that would be a disaster. I dream of speaking God’s Truth to the masses, delivering keynotes at conferences, and traveling the country on book tours. Your dreams may be different. Maybe it’s a soaring career that blasts you through …
My birthday is coming up, and as birthdays go, they’re a good opportunity to reflect not just on how many more wrinkles or cellulite I have but also on how well I’m living life–how fully I’m enjoying this short visit on earth. And as I reflect on my life so far, I’m blown away by the many opportunities and experiences …
