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Category: Love

  • Broken

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    Sal with one of her fav students In my mind today I am thinking about brokenness. Students, today is a hard lesson for me. I’m struggling to type with my eyes. My arms and hands are now broken. I have been so angry and sad because I can’t type with ease. I am broken. This…

  • Advent Journey

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    Advent Journey Strengthen the hands that are feeble, make firm the knees that are weak, Say to those whose hearts are frightened: Be strong, fear not! Here is your God… Isaiah 35: 3-4 In my mind today, I’m going through lists: bills, cards, church events, and gifts list. As I perused my Amazon app trying…

  • Glimpse

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      Glimpse Zacchaeus. . . was seeking to see who Jesus was. (Luke 19:2, 3) In my mind, I’ve been troubled. I, Sal the Sinful Gal, have sinned in what I’ve done and what I failed to do. Who wouldn’t choose to laugh and party with the sinners instead of moping around crying with the…

  • Diablo

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    Diablo   In my mind today, I’m thinking of Beelzebub. I scroll through my news feed and I see tragedy and division. I read posts from people who think the idea of Lucifer is a fable conjured by humans. As I look around each day the evidence keeps piling up that there is indeed something…

  • The Still Within

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    The Still Within I am the good shepherd. . . . My sheep know my voice, and I know them. —John 10: 14, 27 In my mind today, I’m thinking of the hectic past month. I’m missing my silent morning moments. It makes me think of one of my favorite English teachers Ms. Marjorie Neal.…

  • Won’t You Be My Neighbor?

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    Won’t You Be My Neighbor? “Lord, help me overcome my biases. I want to be able to see you in every person I meet.” As I read my devotional this morning, I smiled thinking of the message. I remembered as a child watching the PBS program Mr. Rogers’ Neighborhood and singing along. Decades later I…