Helen Roseveare, a medical doctor/missionary in Africa, had prayed for years for reconciliation and unity between European missionaries and their African colleagues. In October 1964, after the start of a horrific civil war, she was beaten and brutalized by guerilla soldiers. After that savage night, she was taken with other … Continue reading →
(I posted a little about this earlier, but wanted to share some additional thoughts). I used to think about wisdom as a stern scholar sitting behind a huge desk looking over his glasses as I tried to fumble through life. I got so excited when I read the following verse … Continue reading →
I’m honored and blessed to have shared my journey on Women of Grace in the Marketplace. “Listen as Janelle and Lori chat with Christian author Lisa Buffaloe about her life and career. It’s an understatement to say Lisa has survived a lot of trauma and illness in her life, But … Continue reading →
When ill, our bodies are reporting help is needed. Sometimes we require rest, exercise, or perhaps to eat better (put down the gallon of ice cream and walk away), and other times professional help is needed. Our world is a difficult place taking toll on our hearts, minds, and bodies. … Continue reading →
He stood rigid, little fists clenched tight, face scrunched in disgust and shock – how dare his mommy want the bug. It was his! He had found it all by himself as he crawled on the patio, and that slimy critter just begged to be in his mouth. Fortunately, after … Continue reading →
In the early morning hours, before the sun rose in the sky, I laid in bed thinking about how difficult the last few months had been. Not just difficult, but downright awful. Then, the thought came but what is now? Thinking about the past wasn’t getting me anywhere. The past … Continue reading →
Rubbing tired eyes, wiping sweat from dirty brows, the fishermen again hauled in empty nets. Even with years of experience and excellent skills, all night the men had fished, and yet nothing showed for their hard work. Now on the shore, the three men washed their nets and hoped for … Continue reading →
