Basking in the Loveliness of Gratitude or the Sea of Self-Pity?

Has the remote of your soul ever been stuck on the self-pity channel? Mine has. Seattle sun shimmers like a jewel in my grandmother’s jewelry box. The fingerprints of God saturates the glorious Northwest landscape, as Mount Rainier stands tall. She bows in the symphony of splendor as the trees march up her sides into the blue…

The Joke is Always on Me

Deep in the depths of my soul, I have no doubt God has my back. But every so often, I experience a day when I quiver inside in fear. A circumstance floats on top, casting a shadow of my firm belief that some circumstance will work out. Today was one of those days. We certainly live…