I am sitting here with tears streaming down my cheeks tonight. I cannot stop the floodgate that has opened up, and honestly I don't want to. The tears are for a man that no one cared about. But that's not entirely true. I did. His name was Danny Pilcher. He was homeless - one amongst [...]
Sometime last summer, our church handed out little cards to all of us one Sunday morning. I doubt most people even remember them, but I do. We were talking about intentionality of prayer and how we often use Jesus as a vending machine (my words, not the pastor's) when we want a new job, a [...]
It's been a couple of years ago now since I got a message from a lady I sort of, kind of knew, but not really. As in, she was a member of an online group of women I was also part of. Basically, I knew her name. She contacted me late one night. "I need [...]
The moment that dollar signs become the defining factor for the ministry we do in Jesus' name is the moment that we are defined by dollar signs instead of Jesus.
I woke up this morning to the sound of the rain pitter pattering on the tin roof, and I was like, "Ahhhhhh!" Such a great way to wake... "OH CRAP!" I bounded out of bed and threw on whatever smelly clothes I found in a pile in my bathroom floor where I left them the [...]
This is not a new blog. I have been writing for My Best Laid Plans for close to four years now. That's a long time. I've just decided to bite the bullet and move it to a new site. Every year when my domain (that name thingy with all the www's and https') expires, I [...]