After beginning our spiritual journey, we were learning to go to Jesus in every situation—fishing, parking, shopping, moving, buy a house, painful moments, longings. God seemed to meet us every time. Here are four of our experiences with a living God. The wild Ferris wheel ride One day, my husband, Jerry, shared how he felt anxiety whenever the airplane he…
The pain was excruciating, I couldn’t sit long. On our home-buying flight to Boston, I had to lie on the floor of the airplane. Now in the doctor’s office I heard, “There is nothing I can do for you. Your pain is probably caused by deep varicose veins. I am sorry, but the only thing I can give you is…
In our house on Evanston Ave, in Muskegon, Michigan, where I was born, the oldest of six children, in 1939, we grew up to the sounds of silence — no stereo, no television, no laughter, not even a chiming clock — except for the milkman’s clatter in the wee hours. The world felt quiet back then…, real quiet, as fierce…