Be Heard, Valued, and Helped. A nonprofit Counseling Ministry
Be Heard, Valued, and Helped. A nonprofit Counseling Ministry
I started a new job last week. A local snack food company was needing help and called me to come work on the production line for as long as I could. I agreed though I was not sure how my “haven’t worked in a year” body would handle the 9-10 hours on my feet per …
We are in a season of storms; storms we wonder if we will survive. Lately my local area has been experiencing a very stormy weather pattern. Threatening clouds filled with every sort of possible disaster are often in the view from my window. Storms that bring so much rain so quickly that many, including myself, …
My father had the heart of a farmer. Thankfully, God made him with a strong work ethic because, believe me, farming takes a lot of work. From early morning to late nights there was always something that needed to be done to maintain the farm, especially a farm with animals. His day would start with …
The memories are making my heart ache again. Facebook’s “See Your Memories” feature has been a daily reminder lately of an especially hard time in the life of our family. You see, it was two years ago that my father had to be placed in a nursing home; his final residence on this earth. Not …
This poem is dedicated to two men in my life who have held my hand well. My father’s were the first hands that held mine and he used them to teach me what God’s love truly feels like. From years of milking cows and building our farm his hands were strong and muscular like none …
Put me in coach! The memory of hearing those words echoed in my head as I watched the Super Bowl on Sunday. A memory prompted by the television camera scanning the sidelines of the Denver Broncos; so many football players standing there on the team but not playing the game. As a past volleyball coach …
I waited too long. I had an appointment to get to and thought I had given myself enough time until I looked at the gas gauge in the car. It was too close to empty to get me where I was going so the gas station was a must stop and that would throw all …
It has been downright cold this past weekend. I mean dangerous, hurt my face, why do I live here, cold. On days like these I like to remind myself, like Olaf in the movie Frozen, that summer is coming. That this place also gets hot; I mean dangerous, hurt my face, why do I live …