Why I’m Grateful for My Imperfect Mother

Click on the square to see a pic of my cute mom and me 🙂 I’m glad I don’t have a perfect mother.  Can you imagine what it would be like to follow that example? Instead of perfect, I have an authentic mother – one who did her best and trusted God with the rest. My mom...
The Unusual Gift of Desperation

The Unusual Gift of Desperation

The man standing on the front porch of our dental office didn’t have to say a word. We knew exactly why he was there, thirty minutes before we were scheduled to open. Pacing. Clutching his cheek. Wiping away tears. People suffering from abscessed teeth do desperate...