Please Heal My Heart

Brokenhearted Girl Two days changed my life.  At the end of the first, I knew I was different… dirty different. Once again, my parents, four siblings, and I—the happy and helpful middle child—had just moved in response to military orders. My parents always

Looking for Peace

My baby slept peacefully in his crib. His father, my young sailor husband, was away at sea and due home in a few days. Although we were expecting another baby, he had asked for a divorce. The rain outside on that cold November night matched the tears running down my cheeks as my heart broke

I Lost My Job. Where is God?

1992—“the year in the doldrums,” as many called it—was a year of recession, unemployment, and uncertainty. Sound familiar? It was the year Sam lost his job eleven times in twelve months, starting shortly after the birth of our daughter—the year I (Maria) desperately needed to know that God could