Pray in the moment.
Thoughts. Whispers. Walking conversations with the Father.
During ordinary, daily tasks.
At home or on the road. In school or at the office.
Wherever we go.

Pray in the moment.
Thoughts. Whispers. Walking conversations with the Father.
During ordinary, daily tasks.
At home or on the road. In school or at the office.
Wherever we go.
As promised last year. I offer writings from the menopaused years. Heart cries penned in the margins.
The titles are telling: Wait. Stillness. Hope. Broken. Challenge. Winter. Rhythm.
For those currently traveling through this particular season of life, take heart. Nothing can separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord (Romans 8:37-39).
In November 1997 we traveled from Karachi to Shikarpur (Pakistan) and spent a few days with our friends living there. They’d happened upon two turkeys out in a rural area and were fattening them up for a Thanksgiving feast.
FYI, turkeys gobble-gobble in Pakistan too.