Tag: love

Nissa Prizzi, author

Unanswered Prayers

We have been on a journey in the last several posts to understand prayer, how to make it a regular part of our days, and why we want to pray with friends. Part of my goal on this blog is to encourage you in the midst of real life, a life that can sometimes be pretty hard. While we’ve focused… Read more →

Doodles of hope

How My Daughters Killed the Cynic

Last night I was talking on the phone with relatives and I was doodling on the whiteboard that happened to be sitting in front of me. The marker wasn’t really working well, but I liked the distraction it was providing for my hands. Here’s what I drew… Now I know what you’re thinking… “That’s…umm…interesting.” Here’s what happened at my house. I’m finishing… Read more →

$$Twenties from Heaven$$

I woke up yesterday morning and took my two chihuahuas out for a walk. Usually, I just let them do their business and then I bring them back inside. I felt like I should really start walking them at least around the block, just to give them exercise and also to give the puppy practice being on the leash and… Read more →

The Line in the Sand

Where are we drawing the line in our lives with God? Are we willing to do anything He leads us into doing? Do we only want to do the fun stuff? Are we living our life the way we want and promising we’ll do what God wants later? Paul was a tentmaker. Everywhere he went, he preached and he made… Read more →

Love and Loss

My precious grandma passed away a few weeks ago. She was 96 years old. Her breath slowed, then stopped and that was it. She was sleeping and then she woke up in heaven. I prayed for the last few years that her passing would happen in her sleep. It just seems like the best way to leave this world. Her… Read more →

The Senseless Violence

As I was celebrating the freedom of being an American citizen over this past week, two beautiful Americans were shot. No crime, no jury, no conviction – just shot. This alone is tragic. The fact their skin color bears the history of racism just rips open centuries of wounds. I’m white. Yet, I don’t really see people based on their… Read more →