Spring Planting

By Caro Jackson

It is spring and of course for those of us who find our “passion” often lies in the in the physical action of digging in the dirt…our time has come.  We gather our hoes and rakes and shovels with the single intent of putting a fresh face on our outer bounds.  Following the cool refreshing rain of a couple of weeks ago, little bits of green have begun to shine through the dingy color laid down by winter. We march forth with the eagerness of suffragettes on a mission.
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Three Little Weight-Loss Secrets That Make a Big Difference

By Julie Morris, RN

Did you make a New Year’s Resolution to go on a diet in January, but find that your resolves have already dissolved? If so, I want to tell you three little secrets I discovered 25 years ago when I lost my weight.

I am not another diet guru who wants you to buy expensive pills or do exhausting exercises. I’m just someone who cares because I’ve been where you are and I know your frustration. And I’ve leaned some exciting things that will help you, which are too good to keep to myself.
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From This Day Forward

By Marty Norman

Our God works in mysterious ways.  Even in the worst of times he is about the business of reconciliation and healing, wooing and drawing, calling us to himself.  There is no situation that the Lord can’t heal; no circumstance too dire in which the Lord can’t bring hope; no wound too deep that he can’t cover it with the balm of his love; and no time-line too long that he can’t repair the years that the locust have stolen.
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Friends

By Ed Crumley

Friends.  Acquaintances.  Just a semantical difference?  No way!  Acquaintances come and go.  But friends stay, and stay, and stay for the long haul.  Then . . . suddenly . . . they’re gone.  But wait!  They can’t go!  It’s not time!  It’s not fair!  But isn’t that God’s decision?
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Mommy Markers: How parenting milestones get Camouflaged in day-to-day living

By Christine Thomas

While cleaning the bathtub recently I noticed that all the toys were gone. Oh no! I must have absently grabbed the plastic basket filled with floating ducks and dolls for our garage sale weeks earlier. As I wiped my sponge along the smooth porcelain rim that day, I realized the small clues of raising small children were disappearing from my home.
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