Out of the darkness into the light might be how someone would describe the step from unbelief to recognizing the person and work of Christ as our own, aka salvation. Discovering my way back to this screen was a similar process. You see, Survival Mode from trauma hijacked every scrap of mental energy and focus…
by Sandra Allen Lovelace @SandraALovelace #WallflowerWomen Fear is a tricky adversary. If you’ve ever walked into a spider web, you know the feeling. Shock. Arms flailing. Get this thing off me! Heart racing. Legs pumping. And once you free yourself, peace abandons you. Phew. But what do we do when the origin of our fear isn’t…
by Sandra Allen Lovelace @SandraALovelace #WallflowerWomen Hurricane season often surrounds us with a general wariness about safety and provisions should the weather turn sour. When warnings come, we do everything we can to make sure we and our property will be secure in the midst of high winds, driving rain, and whatever else a storm…
by Sandra Allen Lovelace @SandraALovelace #WallflowerWomen Do you ever stop to think about what you think about? What occupies your mind? I’m indebted to a woman named Ann* who called to share about blessings the Lord was providing for herself and her children. Not to be outdone, I poured out His provision for me. What…
by Sandra Allen Lovelace @SandraALovelace #WallflowerWomen Have you ever felt totally out of touch with your peers? A misfit who accepts her lot and carries on? That was me. Cosmetics weren’t my style. Not in the sense of foundation, blush, eye shadow, and so forth. I used Nivea skin cream as a teenager because everybody…
by Sandra Allen Lovelace @SandraALovelace #WallflowerWomen Linda pulled open the door of her tired green Pinto and tossed her Bible and purse across to the passenger seat. A feeling of being on automatic pilot took her to the Loon Pond overlook. Wind rippled the water, sending sequin-like sparkles across her windshield. She parked and raised…
by Sandra Allen Lovelace @SandraALovelace #WallflowerWomen My voice was silent, but my knees were screaming in pain. They’d been complaining for weeks, but I continued my morning walks and simply applied ice afterward. I tried to chalk up the severity of the situation to the tropical storm pounding rain against my window. God knew better….
by Sandra Allen Lovelace @SandraALovelace #WallflowerWomen Liz had made good time, which was helpful since her appointment was in ten minutes. She turned off the radio to make sure she could hear the voice from the GPS. “In half a mile, turn left onto East Main Street.” The screen said she’d arrive two minutes early….
by Sandra Allen Lovelace @SandraALovelace #WallflowerWomen How can we have a positive impact for peace and order in our culture? One simple way is to honor those who give their lives to that purpose by wearing The Blue, past and present. A unique opportunity appears this year on May 13, 2018.
by Sandra Allen Lovelace @SandraALovelace #WallflowerWomen The sky was gray and it was raining—again. I went out the door and dragged up the hood of my rain jacket—again. Another day of nasty weather pulled my face into a scowl. When is this gonna end? I’m ready for some sunshine. Beepity, beep. The attendant passed my…
