Contemplating Love

I feel free to write again, prompted even. For about a year, all my writing has been ghostwriting, not personal. It has been very good though, and opened something back up. Here are some thoughts swirling in my head right now: In The God Shaped Brain, Timothy R. Jennings writes about research from Dr. Newberg, a neuroscientist, who reports that any contemplative meditation is associated with positive brain changes. Think for a second how amazing that is. A few minutes of “any” reflection or quiet mindfulness can promote healing in your brain and body. However, his research showed that the greatest improvements he documented came from individuals who meditated specifically on a God of love. “Such meditation was associated with click to continue reading…

A Vulnerable God

At first, the idea of being vulnerable seems negative. You might even picture helpless and defenseless, like a bug wiggling on its back. Its legs finding only air. Last year my writer’s group discussed vulnerability as the only way to be authentic in writing. Everyone says they want to read authentic writing, and see authentic posts…but what we want is more than a picture without makeup or someone telling a secret. One of my critique partners recommended The Power of Vulnerability by Brené Brown because she said if you protected yourself–then you could neither let truth out, or love in. Pretty bold statement, so I rented it from my library and listened to it. Then I did it again. It click to continue reading…

Kisses from God — After I gave my last dollar away

By Bernadette Kimble Recently, we overspent with prom stuff and ran out of money. I had $23 left to my name and thought I would use it for a few things like milk and bread until pay day on Tuesday. When offering came around for missionaries in Ghana, my husband said to put it all in. I did reluctantly. Then when I got home I opened the letter from our insurance company that I was sure was just an explanation of benefits. It was that — but included a check for over a hundred dollars that we had overpaid! God is so good! More in the Kisses from God series. Do you have a story to share? Let me know. click to continue reading…

Kisses from God–Help with a sling

By Diane J Wolski I was a caretaker to my, now deceased, husband for five years. Arne was confined to a wheel chair. In the early days of his coming home from a three month stay in a VA hospital I had to move him from his chair to his hospital bed, using a sling and a hoyer. Every night there was this big fight from him that I wasn’t placing the sling around his body properly. It came to be that I actually hated this nightly chore. Then in desperation I yelled silently “Please help me. Please tell me what to do….” In that instant a “vision” came to me on how to fold the sling in half and click to continue reading…

Kisses from God–Tattered Angel

by Diane Humphrey as told to Becky Lyles @BeckyLyles My youngest daughter, Shannon, was born with bleeding ulcers, which the doctors did not know how to treat. One morning, as I sat in the hospital nursery despondently watching donated blood drip through a tube into my baby’s tiny body, a strange man appeared in the doorway. Dirty, ragged clothing covered his body, and a grungy hat flopped over his grimy face. I turned away, determined to ignore the slovenly man. But he walked directly to me, looked me in the eyes, and asked, “Do you want me to pray for your baby?” I answered, “Well, I guess I can use all the help I can get.” Then he prayed the click to continue reading…