by Mel Miller | Mar 8, 2016 | A Wounded Spirit |
During this season of my life, I am alone. Alone is sometimes a word I like, but not right now. Being a mother of three, alone is a rare thing, and when I choose alone, I love it. But I don’t like it right now. Choosing to be alone, and having the opportunity to...
by Mel Miller | Jan 26, 2016 | A Wounded Spirit |
[line] This blog is the second in a series titled: “Signs of Redemption” • Part 1: Does God Even Care? • Part 2: Curiosity Killed the Snake [line] Have you ever wondered if God cares? If He actually sees what is going on, or if He is going to do anything...
by Mel Miller | Jan 14, 2016 | A Wounded Spirit |
I guess I get another shot to get some things right. Darn. An aspect of my life that I thought was over is not. My husband, Ron, traveled for his job 15 years, and I was getting really tired of it. Tired of being a single parent during the week. Tired of not going out...
by Mel Miller | Dec 22, 2015 | A Wounded Spirit |
[line] This blog is the second in a series titled: “It’s Time to Tell Our Story” • Part 1: It’s Time to Tell Our Story • Part 2: God’s Faithfulness Doesn’t Mean Getting What You Want [line] When we say, “God is...
by Mel Miller | Nov 18, 2015 | A Wounded Spirit |
It’s time to tell our story, before we know the end of it. Time, that precious commodity, is running out. People who know our situation keep inquiring. In July, we moved to Vermont for 6 months because we had just sold our house and needed a place to live while...
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