History, Real Life and Faith
Martin Luther nailed his 95 theses to the Wittenberg Church door 500 years ago. The actual date is October 31, but throughout 2017 Lutherans–of which I am one–will be remembering the monk and his actions. Celebrating for the most part. I don’t actually know a lot about Martin Luther, the person, but I’m learning. Was he a bad guy or a good…
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Shorthand, or stenography, is the key to all the works of Oswald Chambers. Why? Because all his books were the result of his wife Biddy “taking down” everything he said in his lectures. She then turned those notes into the 30 books, including My Utmost for His Highest, that make up the Oswald Chambers canon. Almost all those books were published…
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I heard God’s voice today. Oh, not in an audible way, but in a clearly recognizable way. This is how. As a writer, I understand “voice” is a term for how I differentiate my characters from each other in a manuscript. Readers should be able to read my dialogue and recognize which character is speaking without being told–because they should sound different from each…
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I heard God’s voice today. Oh, not in an audible way, but in a clearly recognizable way. This is how. As a writer, I understand “voice” is a term for how I differentiate my characters from each other in a manuscript. Readers should be able to read my dialogue and recognize which character is speaking without being told–because they should sound different from each…
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I’ve been reading My Utmost for His Highest since before the turn of the century. This is how I use it. As a Devotional I’d never used a devotional book before I opened My Utmost for His Highest. I’ve written about Christian devotionals here, including a bit of history. Devotional writers generally take a passage of the Bible and talk…
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“Let’s visit the bridge and play Poohsticks,” I suggested to my husband. We were out for a walk after nearly a week of monsoon rain in Northern California. We could hear the seasonal creek rushing from two blocks away. “That creek won’t be high enough,” my husband laughed. But we peered over the barrier anyway. It reminded us of raising children and…
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