Years ago, there was a phrase that caught my attention in the Old Testament book of Jeremiah. God is speaking to His people and He says, “I have loved you with an everlasting love.” I felt compelled to learn what this word, “everlasting” really meant. I studied it and cross-referenced it and didn’t really find anything that I hadn’t thought… Read More
Hope for the Broken
Oh, as you’re running What hindered love Will only become part of the story. Baby, you’re almost home. (Steffany Gretzinger) She looked at him tentatively, shifting in her seat so she could face him head on. The passing clouds floated carelessly outside the small window beside him. Another plane passed, miles away. It looked like a toy. “I want to… Read More
Oneness
There’s something about marriage that I don’t think we’ve gotten yet. We hear this term “oneness” and we I think we get the visual of “becoming one flesh,” at least on the physical level. But I think we’ve got to take it a whole lot further. There’s something about “oneness” that involves taking every last part of that other person—even… Read More
A Visitation
She noticed him sitting by the side of the pool. He had shoulder-length sun-streaked hair and a contemplative look on this face. He sat alone, with his feet dangling in the water. Behind him, couples and singles crowded the swim-up bar and others strolled around the sprawling deck overlooking the Atlantic Ocean. In the distance, waves rolled lazily in to… Read More
Falling in Love
I used to fall in love often. At least, I thought it was love. A good looking guy giving me the attention I wanted would become my next prince charming. A sexy musician singing his heart out about his undying love was undeniably singing directly to me through the radio. The male love interest in a romantic movie became my love interest…. Read More
Resolving Conflict
I grew up in a family that didn’t argue. Sure, my siblings and I would get into the odd squabble, and my brothers liked to pummel each other from time to time. But, as we grew older, we learned to keep our offences to ourselves. I honestly don’t remember my parents ever fighting, at least not in front of us. This… Read More