We all need shelter in the midst of a storm. Thank you for helping us be not only a shelter but a place to call home for women in need.
What is it about a tiny baby that reduces a man to a babbling, infantile being spewing gibberish and nonsense like he’s lost his mind? This happens to me daily any time I see one of the four babies living here at Mercy House or whenever I spend time with my five-month-old grandson.
You have a masterpiece inside you, waiting to be painted. One unlike any that has ever been created, or ever will be. Paint me a masterpiece.
A beautiful day is worth more than all our efforts combined. Sunday was one of those days; it could not have been ordered or planned. The day was orchestrated by the Master Conductor who puts all things in order and causes everything to work together for the good of those that love Him!
I grew up in a military family. My father was a Marine pilot so we moved at least every year or two. At one point, we moved 3 times in a 13 month period. And to me this… Read More