How Great Thou Part

I walk up the mounting block and place my foot in the stirrup while throwing my other leg over the horse. There are three of us riding in the ring this morning. I take a moment to gather myself – the reigns and other stirrup that is. “What a beautiful morning!” I announce joyfully. I…

I sit at my computer. I sip my coffee and think about today’s column. I know what I want to write about. I am angry. The summer has me a few days behind so I sift through my inbox first and open one of my Beliefnet e-mails. I look forward to seeing the highlighted features…

I sit watching television. The night grows dark outside the window. I scan the movies and choose one. It seems like the perfect choice. I think it will inspire me and get me thinking about one day moving forward and meeting someone new in my life. After all, that is what it is about. I…

I hear from so many people about their relationships or about their divorce. Actually, I hear from many people just about life in general – their hopes, their dreams and often their mistakes. I always thought it was one of my better qualities to be self-reflective. To be able to admit to my mistakes and…

I have spent a fair amount of time regretting the lost years I spent trying to convince my husband to work on our marriage. A lot of time beating myself up for my mistake in believing I could reach someone who did not want to be reached. Every once in a while, even the writer…

One day when I was first married I heard a knock at the door. I made my way through our townhouse and pulled at the front door. I was living in Baltimore at the time. A little over an hour from where I grew up in the metropolitan D.C. area. There on the front stoop,…

A few weeks ago, I began to get melancholy because it’s that time of summer again. The time that reminds me my ‘little’ kids are now ‘big’ kids. The kinda big that means I only get to borrow them for the summer and Christmas and a few other stolen times in between. When they are…

We were young. Our original family expanding. Like Christmas morning we waited with anticipation to see who would be our next to love. My sister gave us our first girl. She would end up being our only girl. One out of twelve, she has been called the rose among the thorns and more recently the…

I pull into the parking space. I sip my coffee as I listen to “The Bobby Bones Show.” A nationally syndicated country radio show based out of Nashville, Tennessee. A caller is on the line. She tells of getting a flat tire. A couple of guys stop to help her fix it. She apologizes that…

I just read a quote on Pinterest. “When you refuse to hide your scars they become a lighthouse for someone else” – Jon Acuff I think people who are divorcing want to hide their scars more than most. There is somehow a ridiculously, undeserved shame to failing at marriage. In other aspects of life, failures…

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