Turn on your TV, open up Facebook, scroll through Twitter and you’ll come across an increasing amount of angry comments and posts.
In all of our moves I’ve never struggled like this.
People at our church are nice, but it doesn’t extend much past that. Most don’t seem to want to or aren’t able to connect outside of Sunday morning or Bible study.
Did you know that October is Ministry Appreciation Month?
I’ll admit, it’s not one I have marked on my calendar, but I should.
I could sure use some. Could you?
I’m guessing we all know several women in our lives that could use an encouraging word or gesture.
It’s been on our calendar for the last several months. Youth Camp.
Six nights on a bunk bed in a cabin filled with teens.
Late nights. Camp food. Bonfires. Bug spray.
Loving women in our churches and communities that are fighting and surviving cancer can be hard.
We don’t always know what to do or what to say.
In August of 2014 I had my first mammogram. At my age I have several friends who have found spots, endured biopsies, and even one who has gotten the dreaded cancer diagnosis.
It’s a deep seated need inside of each one of us.
I felt like a fraud.
A big, fat fraud.