by Melinda | Mar 11, 2015 | Giving, Hope, Hope for the Trail, It's Not About Me, Life on the Rock, Sacrifice, The Great Uncomfortable
Our Hope for the Trail fundraising campaign is coming to a close in about 27 hours. In the midst of it, we’ve welcomed (and enjoyed the heck out of) our new stud colt, Flynn, made some significant transitions (more on that later), and have still managed...
by Melinda | Feb 20, 2015 | All Together Now, Dream Scape, Fear, He Knows Me, He's Bigger than Me, Life on the Rock, Trust
I’ve been having some crazy dreams, lately. Dreams involving bizarre, random scenarios with my family, my friends, and even TV personalities, like the Bravermans from Parenthood. (Did you know that Julia and Hank are now an item?) Last night’s...
by Melinda | Jan 18, 2015 | And We Wait, His Words, Life on the Rock, Uncategorized
Every Sunday around here is for His words instead of mine. Are you in a season of waiting? Well, He has something to say about that. The Lord is good to those who wait for him, to the soul who seeks him. ~ Lamentations 3:25 ESV Wait for the Lord; be strong, and...
by Melinda | Jan 11, 2015 | He Knows Me, He's Bigger than Me, His Words, Life on the Rock
Every Sunday around here is for His words instead of mine. Are you being pulled to a breaking point? He has something to say about that. Out of my distress I called on the Lord; the Lord answered me and set me free. The Lord is on my side; I will not...
by Melinda | Jan 4, 2015 | He's Bigger than Me, His Words, Life on the Rock, Prayer, Trust and Obey, Working Out Faith
Every Sunday around here is for His words instead of mine. Sometimes a new year finds you facing down big decisions, or new opportunities. If that’s you, this year, He has something to say about that. If any of you lacks wisdom, let him ask God,...
by Melinda | Dec 24, 2014 | Christmas, Life on the Rock, Thankfulness, Working Out Faith
I have had two babies. The first was induced, so I didn’t feel those first tell-tale signs of labor that send everyone into a panic and find you fleeing at breakneck speeds for the hospital. The second, however, was a different story. The day Emmie was born, I...
