Tuesday, November 24, 2015. Yesterday a young mom caught my eye as I drove past the hospital; she was carrying a baby, struggling with a collapsed stroller, a toddler beside her. At first glance I thought she was barefoot in the snow, but then I saw her inadequate flip flops. Surely someone will help her fix the stroller, I assured myself. She was on a well traveled pedestrian sidewalk. But in my rear view mirror I noticed two men walk right past.

Wednesday, October 23, 2013. My little house of dreams. I moved two months ago, to a cute little place nearer to school. I fell in love with this house and neighborhood at first sight and knew I wanted to live there before I even saw inside. During the month of September a fabulous girl named Sharon lived with me. One side of the living room. My sister made beautiful pillows for the couch. Sunday, August 4, 2013.

O God, You are my God. in a dry and weary land where there is no water. Sunday, January 8, 2017. Friday, January 6, 2017. Sunday, January 1, 2017. Saturday, December 31, 2016. As the Sun Sets on 2016.

Becoming a mentor first involves taking a good look in the mirror. Am I qualified? Can be a scary, but necessary question to ask yourself. Finally, we must be accountable. So when God has commanded and equipped, where do I start? One must first be approachable. Everyone knows flattery is wrong, but how many understand how to be an encourager.

Inspirational stories of faith, hope, courage and the perfect presence of God in an imperfect world. Not many of you should become teachers, my fellow believers, because you know that we who teach will be judged more strictly. We all stumble in many ways. Anyone who is never at fault in what they say is perfect, able to keep their whole body in check. Neither can a salt spring produce fresh water.