November, 2019 - Good Grief, Sister!

Feeding a dead fish

A couple of years ago, I caved to my children and bought them a fish. A pretty blue-green beta fish. He was great. He lived in a vase and had a Peace Lilly with the roots wrapping around helping him…

Imagine God was a basketball coach. Before the game, He was bent down and He was telling His team players “Ok Schib, you’re on the hook for number 24…such and such you’re on the hook for number 10 and so…

In a world full of Karen’s, will you be a Martha or Mary?

The power of choice What if we sat the Bible on top of our tv remotes, having to consciously make the choice to move the Bible out of the way in order to turn the tv on? If someone hid…

My cup, His will

Jesus went to the Mount of Olives to pray about the impending doom of suffering He was about to endure. He prayed: “Father, if you are willing, take this cup from me; yet not my will, but yours be done.”…

Something to look forward to

**sidenote: I wrote this a couple of weeks prior to finding the brain aneurysm A few weeks ago, I was praying with a heavy heart. Distraught from grueling days on end of diseases inflicting pain on my family, seemingly much…

The Underpass

ln a small community in California, at a young woman’s funeral, there was a lonely stand of flowers and a handful of people in attendance. The preacher used his “standard eulogy” for those who passed that he wasn’t familiar with.…

Month: November 2019