By: Carol McClain   carol_mcclain   I admit I fell into believing a popular Christian philosophy. Whatever I asked, I’d get–usually with the caveat of IF I begged with enough faith and passion. Of course, I failed. I forgot one key ingredient. As I read Philippians, the first seven words stop me. They force me to think. …[ read more ]

By: Carol McClain       carol_mcclain Life. There’s not one person in this world who gets out unscarred. Nor is there one living thing–botanical or animal–that’s not been eaten, infected, or gnawed. Look at any tree or butterfly or human. We all bear scars. 1 Peter 4:12 tells us to not be dismayed by fiery trials. Everyone gets …[ read more ]

By: Carol McClain      carol_mcclain Life’s been chaotic for me lately. Too many frustrating (and expensive things) have gone wrong this year. They sent me into a time of mourning–as you can tell from my dearth of blog posts. If it could go wrong–it did. And because it broke down in May, doesn’t mean it’s fixed yet. At …[ read more ]

By: Carol McClain     carol_mcclain Ciao, my impish orange and white cat, jumped onto the ledge by my bathtub and knocked a handmade piece of pottery to the tile floor. Of course, the one-of-a-kind piece broke into pieces. What remained would not be glued back together My husband discovered the mess and brought it to me. Sorrow …[ read more ]

By: Carol McClain    carol_mcclain I love tomatoes. Red is a vibrant, passionate color–but the yellow is happy, orange a blend of happy and passionate. Even the purple-streaked tomatoes pique my interest. Of course I don’t like them just for their color–but their smooth texture, and the weight of them in my hand delight me. Every year, …[ read more ]