GCR Women

John turned 65 last March.  We asked some friends and family over to celebrate the occasion and spent the evening visiting, laughing, eating, and enjoying being together.  When we come together to celebrate, we can't help but remember what makes our relationship with each other special.  Just so, John's friends each have stories about their unique connection to him, and even though each is different, there's a common thread that runs through them.  They all share love. Long ago, a group of friends gathered together after their best Friend had died.  He was the common thread that had tied them together.  They'd spent three years in each other's company and now He was gone.  They came together to grieve together and to comfort each other.  I imagine they shared stories about their Companion.  I imagine they remembered the love He showed each of them, all of them. The good news is their Friend didn't stay dead.  He didn't leave them for good either.  He

Vivienne is four.  In the last few months, we've seen her begin to mature and be obedient with little prompting, happily becoming a big girl.  Still, sometimes she gives in and acts like a four year old, refusing to do what she knows she should do, refusing to take instruction, doing things she decides are good, throwing a fit now and then. For a four year old, this kind of behavior is expected. I'm sixty-four.  Over the years, I've learned to act with maturity, do what I know is right and good to do - most of the time.  And yet still, sometimes I give in to my stubborn, willful nature, refusing to do what I know I should do, refusing to take instruction, doing what I want to do even when I know it's not right, throwing a fit now and then.  But for someone my age, this kind of behavior is shameful and should be behind me.  After all, I died to myself when I gave my life to Jesus, now living for Him. Then, why do I let a dead woman direct my choices?  Why do I give