The voice I know In part 1, I shared some heart-warming encounters I had last month with the Holy Spirit—the…
The bookends Well, I’ll be the first to admit that the last post—When the Need to Forgive Has Been Hidden—was…
The dreams Today on Choosing Peace, you’ll read about a window, clean sheets, a laundry basket, a china doll and…
From mess to miracle Have I mentioned that my Brandon is the real-life version of Pig-Pen from the Peanuts/Charlie Brown…
The finisher Have you ever worked a large puzzle? A few winters ago, my mom and I worked a puzzle…
The showdown What’s going on here? You’re probably wondering, “Frankie Ann, what did you do to build a bridge to…
Twelve days In today’s post, you’ll read a little about Texas toast, haggis and Olive Garden, but not all at…
The twelve and the letters Hello, Peaceful Readers. Do you remember the time when I wore my slippers to my…
The prayers, the vision and the letter Turbulent winds and changing weather A week ago, Brandon and I spent a…
The silence Did anyone ever break up with you by simply never speaking to you again? Not a phone call,…