Beth Kramer
I know from the inscribed date that shortly after translating this poem, Inka was diagnosed with cancer from which she soon died. She left behind her husband and three small children, the youngest only a year old. Surrender indeed—wanting what God wants more than what we want. “As long ...
Encouraging words go a long way in helping to shape the future of your children. Use these phrases so they can become kinder.
Take the time to ask someone wiser and more experienced than you. I now know I should have said, “Thanks for the Daisy razor, Mama! I’m excited to have smooth legs. Tonight at bath time, can you teach me to use it since you’ve been shaving your legs for 30 years?” That woul...
These words are encouraging to me, and help me to “fight the good fight” when life gets overwhelming. I also feel honored, that you take time out of your busy schedule to read the words God has given me to share! I can barely keep up with writing everything He tells me, but I ...
Packed with insights on hormones, diet, toxins, and more, The End of Mental Illness will help you discover: Why labeling someone as having a “mental illness” is not only inaccurate but harmful Why standard treatment may not have helped you or a loved one―and why diagnosing and treating ...
Hannah, my youngest, my late-in-life child, born after I had cancer and chemo, after we stepped out to adopt unsuccessfully twice, after many miscarriages, after I surrendered to God saying, “If I’m not going to have any more children, I’m okay with that, God,” that child–has...
• Truth about everything you can do: You will find incredible Examples, if you come across the ideal words to describe exactly what you are doing. • You’ll Have the Ability to down Load Your CV: You are certain to get the job you imagined with a quality curriculum. All these ar...
Language is much more than defining or translating words. It carries with it culture and nuances, turns of speech and local flavor. Like St. Paul in Athens, Peter relates to the people he’s addressing. Above all, St. Peter and the women and men with him had been freed from fear ...
I could write for hours and not be done telling you all I have to say. But these days, from the moment I wake until the moment everyone else falls asleep, my time seems to belong to someone other than me. So here I sit, in the still, sweet, quiet of Past Everybody Else’s Bedt...