One of my least favorite jobs is doing laundry. There are just too many steps that must be taken to get the job done. First, I have to get the laundry downstairs. Then I have to sort it and add it one load at a time in the washer. (It really doesn’t like it when I try and put two loads in at once). Next, I have to move it to the dryer, fold it, and put it away. I can get the laundry in the washer, and I can usually get that load in the dryer and the next one in the washer; but beyond that, it takes what I call mountain-moving faith. I end up with mountains of sorted dirty clothes trying to ... Read the Post
What Will She Choose
Two long weeks had passed since the incident took place that seemed to shake the foundation of her faith. She had replayed it time and again in both her heart and mind. Thoughts of betrayal, fear and doubt had almost become second nature during these two weeks. Had she indeed heard and obeyed what she thought were instructions from the Lord? If so, why had it become as soot and ashes so quickly in her eyes severing no purpose? Once again she glanced at the clock, past midnight. Sleep seemed to be unattainable tonight. She cried out, “Why, Lord, can’t I simply put these thoughts out of my ... Read the Post