A Thought for Women

By Jean Roberson Have you ever been astounded by how much you don’t know? I remember a time when I thought I knew a lot.

By Jean Roberson I was having a conversation with one of my children recently. We were disagreeing about something, and I said, “It is my job

By Jean Roberson It usually starts when she comes to the church or by your house in need. Maybe she is unable to pay her

By Jean Roberson I lost a good friend this past week. She was in a car accident on Sunday, and I was informed of her death

By Jean Roberson My first job out of seminary was … interesting. I was the coordinator of a homeless prevention program, supervising six case managers.

By Jean Roberson I think I have a new mantra. At least, this seems to be the statement I am repeating to myself over and

By Jean Roberson I’m not good at goodbyes. But how many of us really are? Some of us want to avoid them, while others cannot

By Jean Roberson My mother passed away several years ago. I remember the flowers and the songs we sang at her funeral. In the order