Love Me, Love Me Not

Finding Steady Love in My Unsteady World "Mom, I want to be home-schooled... forever!" Today was the second time in a month I've received this dramatic, desperate message from our seventh-grade daughter -- while she was at school. Jaycie came home three days ago wearing the jacket of a new beau, but apparently gave it back... Continue Reading →

“I Don’t Love You Any More” (Is ‘Real Love’ Even Possible?)

"I don't love you any more, and I want a divorce." My husband's words pierced my heart as hot tears stung my eyes. It was the Sunday before Father's Day of 1988. We'd been married for three years and had two darling baby boys, only sixteen months apart. We'd had our ups and downs, but... Continue Reading →

Fierce Love: Even Suicide Can’t Stop It

(This is a reprint of one of Inspiring Hope's most compelling posts from 2016. Please share with anyone who may benefit from this bit of encouragement and comfort today.) "Mommy, come outside and see the baby bird in the rose bush!" My ten-year-old daughter was thrilled to discover a baby cardinal, camouflaged carefully inside our... Continue Reading →

Clarity and Destiny

NEWS FLASH! Full Press Releases of Breaking News here:¬†https://beckywrightnews.wordpress.com/ A brilliant, full moon commanded¬†my attention as I drove home last Sunday. I'd been in Bonne Terre, Missouri that morning where I'd led worship, sang, and shared some of my testimony. The three days preceding that, I spent time learning, co-writing, getting to know other writers,... Continue Reading →

Cleaning Up My Mess

"I'm sorry, Mom, I'm sorry! It was an accident... my hand just slipped because I was so tired... I know you must be really mad at me." I was standing only ten feet away when my son knocked the glass bowl off the counter that morning. I turned my head just in time to see... Continue Reading →

Fierce Love

"Mommy, come outside and see the baby bird in the rose bush!" My ten-year-old daughter was thrilled to discover a baby cardinal, camouflaged carefully inside our backyard rose bush. Out I came, camera in hand, whispering so as not to scare the young chick. As we approached the bush, however, the apparent parents of the... Continue Reading →

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