The other day an old memory rose to the surface that I hated to recall. It was a memory of a time I desperately wanted to forget. I didn’t dwell on it, since God has forgiven me, but I felt it was good ground to cover here, because there may be someone who needs to …
Sometimes I don’t want to write what God wants me to write, but it is so obviously orbiting my world. Today, it is about sexual abuse. A week and a half ago I had the opportunity to share part of my story with my writing friends as we are taking one of our meetings each …
The Far Reaches of Grace 