
I woke without one idea of where God was leading me today on the sixth day of Christmas. I wasn’t sure what I would write about. So I followed the clues. Continue reading “Family Ties”
I woke without one idea of where God was leading me today on the sixth day of Christmas. I wasn’t sure what I would write about. So I followed the clues. Continue reading “Family Ties”
Today, Bishop Robert Baron wrote in his daily email about the resurrected Jesus meeting the apostles and asking for something to eat (Luke 25:34-48). Continue reading “My Fathers”
Fathers have been on my mind a lot for the last couple of months. I am struggling with God as MY Father. My dad does not allow me the luxury of growing up. In his mind I am still a malleable 12-year old (not that this stubborn Milly was all that ‘malleable’ to begin with – too much like dad I would say). My dad is as imperfect as I am… Continue reading “Imperfect Father’s Day”