Wendy's Blog

The Barque of Peter is being tossed in stormy w...
+JMJ Dear family, Last night, at exactly 11:11 PM, my beloved mother-love passed from this world. In the quiet early morning hours, my husband rose to begin the painful task...
The Barque of Peter is being tossed in stormy w...
+JMJ Dear family, Last night, at exactly 11:11 PM, my beloved mother-love passed from this world. In the quiet early morning hours, my husband rose to begin the painful task...

Okay, God, here's the thing...I'm scared
+JMJ Dear family, Me: Okay, God, here's the thing. I'm scared. I'm trying not to be, but I am.God: I know. Want to talk about it?Me: Do we need to?...
Okay, God, here's the thing...I'm scared
+JMJ Dear family, Me: Okay, God, here's the thing. I'm scared. I'm trying not to be, but I am.God: I know. Want to talk about it?Me: Do we need to?...

Open Your Eyes, Dear Family…
+JMJ Dear family, Open your eyes, dear family… God is present, even in the smallest details of our day-to-day life.That kind word from a stranger…That unexpected call from a friend…Yes, even...
Open Your Eyes, Dear Family…
+JMJ Dear family, Open your eyes, dear family… God is present, even in the smallest details of our day-to-day life.That kind word from a stranger…That unexpected call from a friend…Yes, even...

When My Soul Wants to Speak
+JMJ Dear family, Writing is the language my soul speaks when it wants to draw nearer to the Lord. It's how I share the whispers He places on my heart..words...
When My Soul Wants to Speak
+JMJ Dear family, Writing is the language my soul speaks when it wants to draw nearer to the Lord. It's how I share the whispers He places on my heart..words...

Tonight, my heart is especially tender
+JMJ Dear friends, Tonight, my heart is especially tender.As a mother of 13, I’ve kept many watches—by cribs, by hospital beds, through sleepless nights of worry, prayer, and whispered pleas...
Tonight, my heart is especially tender
+JMJ Dear friends, Tonight, my heart is especially tender.As a mother of 13, I’ve kept many watches—by cribs, by hospital beds, through sleepless nights of worry, prayer, and whispered pleas...

Last Night, I Cried Over Something Silly
+JMJ Dear family, Last night, I cried over something silly. At least, that’s what I told myself. It was just a lamp… but not just a lamp. It was one...
Last Night, I Cried Over Something Silly
+JMJ Dear family, Last night, I cried over something silly. At least, that’s what I told myself. It was just a lamp… but not just a lamp. It was one...