by Melinda | Oct 30, 2013 | God in the Everyday, He's Bigger than Me, Heart talk, Living the God Life, Lover of My Soul, Thankfulness, Working Out Faith
Remember when I was on my trip and my dog died? And then he didn’t? Yep, he was flatlined on the table. Gone. Arrangements were made for his little body. Lots of tears were shed, at home and abroad. Then, out of nowhere, he started breathing. His...
by Melinda | Oct 29, 2013 | He's Bigger than Me, Lover of My Soul, Thankfulness, Uncategorized, Working Out Faith
Life is hard. Within the last 24 hours, I’ve heard from a person battling significant mental illness, one who’s life-threatening illness has returned, a person who is having to let go of employees because of Obamacare, and another who is being...
by Melinda | Oct 27, 2013 | God in the Everyday, Home on the Range, Living Low, Thankfulness
I’m getting a late start this morning. Last night was the first full night’s sleep we’ve managed since we got home, and we allowed ourselves this morning for as much extra rest as we could muster. It was delicious. We stayed home all day,...
by Melinda | Oct 26, 2013 | Healing Hearts, Heart talk, Thankfulness, Travel
Can I just tell you that jet lag is a real thing? Lord have mercy, but yesterday was ridiculous! When we finally got home, we both fell in the bed (our own bed…hallelujah!) around 12:30-1:00 in the morning, and were both wide awake at 4:00. That ended up...
by Melinda | Oct 23, 2013 | Home on the Range, Living the God Life, Marriage, Thankfulness, Travel
It’s early here in Rome. You may not even have gone to bed yet, if you’re reading state-side, but here the sun is just beginning to rise on our travel day. Traveling away from this magical place, and home to reality. We spent our last day returning...
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by Melinda | Oct 23, 2013 | A Heavenly Country, He's Bigger than Me, Living Low, Thankfulness, Travel, Uncategorized
Our day, yesterday, was very “Roman.” We spent it with our new guide, Marina, who our good buddy Bernardo had arranged at the last minute, and she couldn’t have been nicer. Roman, herself, she was a fount of knowledge about the sites of her...
