I was desperate for answers, but the radiologist didn't seem to have any. “Your back actually looks pretty good,” he said. “I don’t see anything requiring surgery.” The resident therapy dog brushed my leg and looked up with expectant eyes. Instead of petting him, I looked at the image on the screen and frowned. Wasn’t this MRI supposed to provide answers? If my back looks good, why the chronic pain? With my heart racing, I got up and walked out. The radiologist said he would send Continue Reading
Trusting God Beyond What Feels Safe
A couple of weeks ago, I read that when infants are born, they have an innate need to store memories where they feel safe and loved. Their first experience on this earth is one of trauma because they’re removed from the warm, dark place they knew for nine months. After being placed in a bright, cold, and unfamiliar environment, they need to know they are still secure. As they build these safe and loved memories, they gradually can recall them during moments when they’re not being held, rocked or Continue Reading
When You’re Waiting for God to Make it Obvious
I have always wanted God to make things obvious. As long as I can remember, this longing for God to give me the black-and-white sign telling me which way to go has been constant. And if it had bells and whistles on it, all the better. When my husband and I first got married, we had a saying for these moments when God’s leading was unmistakable. We called them two-by-fours to the head. Now, I realize that description doesn’t sound very pleasant, but if you’ve had one of those moments, you Continue Reading
