A few months ago I was in the ER when we got a call about a 5 year old girl who was found face down in a pond of water.
As the story unfolded, we learned that this autistic girl was playing on her iPad and strolled out of the house, not paying attention, and eventually walked into a freezing pond where she was eventually found face down.
I can’t decide if I should tell you about my new Amazon Fire stick today, and the ethical dilemma it poses, or if I should gloss over that and simply update you on what’s on my burners.
This April there’s nothing on my back burners. Everything is front and center.
Weariness creeps up on us unawares – sort of like the flu.
One minute we’re fine, the next we feel like death swarmed over us.
I finished speaking at a singles event last week when a woman with kind eyes came up to me. “I loved your message”, she said, “I’m still waiting on the Lord”, then her eyes filled with tears as she continued, “But I’m weary in the waiting.”
I was invited to go on Moody Radio last week to participate in Share 2017.
Frankly, I was dreading it.
See, this year, I’d decided that I wouldn’t give. I even wrote it down in my journal. And nothing was going to change that.
Does your brain ever go numb because of the size of the problem you’re facing?
And when it does, I’m tempted to mentally check out – to catch up on my ever growing Netflix queue instead since that is a massive problem I know I can manage.
What should we do when Hollywood produces movies we don’t agree with?
We Christians tend to be a fickle bunch. We don’t put our money where our mouths are and we’re living to regret it. Let me explain.
There is something awesome that happens in my soul when someone prays for me.
My friend Bob calls to invite me to something.
He stops himself early in the conversation and asks what I should expect him to ask by now: “How can I pray for you, Lina?”
There are 2 words that will kill you if you let them:
As in: “What’s new?”
It’s Valentine’s Day.
You happy? Mad? Sad?
How does V day make you feel?
Maybe you love it, like me.
Have you ever met a sick doctor?
Trust me. You don’t want to.
In the last 2 weeks I’d diagnosed myself with 17 different diseases and come up with a few still unnamed ones to explain my symptoms.