posted on February 24, 2014
Sorrow is a heavy thing.  Going through the necessary motions of the day, I have felt as though I'm slogging through knee deep mud.  I have felt that way because I have been.
 
 
What a week.  A childhood friend dropping dead in Walmart.  Two different friends' diagnosis of particularly vicious cancers.  Desperate prayer requests coming in from others I love for various heartbreaking reasons.  And then the gut-wrenching call from one close to me sobbing out the news of the unexpected loss of her son.  Twenty-four years old and he didn't wake up.
 
I fell on the floor.
 
Grief will do that.
 
Yet as crazy as it sounds...
posted on February 16, 2014

 

 

 

I was twenty-two years old when my father told me that the cancer had returned with a vengeance. We had thought he was clear, done, finished. The CAT scans had told us the cancer had been defeated by the rigors of chemotherapy and radiation. I had shared the good report with my praying Bible study group to cheers.

But it was back. And there would be no reprieve this time. At the unwelcome news, I was no longer twenty-two years old but six, and I crawled onto my father’s lap and told him I was scared. He confessed to me that he was scared, too.

An unknown future. A fight for more years all but lost. What would this crossing over from this life to full LIFE entail? Many of you know. I will just say...

posted on February 04, 2014

I read in the paper today that according to a study done by the Guttmacher Institute, the number of abortions in the United States has fallen to its lowest level since 1973.  1973 was a big year.  On January 22, 1973 in Roe v. Wade, the Supreme Court ruled that the right to privacy extended to a woman's decision to have an abortion.  Remember?

Wikipedia states that “Roe v. Wade prompted a national debate that continues today about issues including whether, and to what extent, abortion should be legal, who should decide the legality of abortion, what methods the Supreme Court should use in constitutional abjudication, and what the role should be of religious and moral views in the political sphere.”  You bet the debate...

About Stasi

Stasi Eldredge loves writing and speaking to women about the goodness of God. She spent her childhood years in Prairie Village, Kansas, for which she is truly grateful. Her family moved to Southern California back in the really bad smog days when she was ten. She loved theatre and acting and took a partiality to her now husband John...READ MORE