by Dorothy Greco | Nov 1, 2014 | Christianity Today, Marriage & Family, Today's Christian Woman
I did not relish the possibility that I was the only Christian woman who had a stronger sex drive than my husband, but for the first decade of our marriage, that’s exactly how I felt. When I shared my dilemma with close friends, I typically got blank stares. One...
by Dorothy Greco | Nov 1, 2014 | Christianity Today, Gifted for Leadership, Leadership
“It might be cancer.” When those words were spoken, it wasn’t clear who was more stunned—Michael or me. He was our beloved small group pastor. A true people person, Michael was the lubricant which kept staff friction to a minimum. Quick to laugh, he loved good...
by Dorothy Greco | Oct 22, 2014 | At the Intersection of Faith & Culture, Blog, Spirituality
I don’t want to doubt. Since I started following Jesus thirty-four years ago, God has consistently spoken to me through the written word, creation, and the faint whispers of the Spirit. Our relationship is thankfully not one way. On most days, there’s a stream of...
by Dorothy Greco | Oct 20, 2014 | At the Intersection of Faith & Culture, Blog, Relevant Magazine
My husband and I had the honor of officiating our eldest son’s wedding this summer. After the ceremony, all one hundred guests gathered under an enormous tent in our front yard where tables laden with hundreds of sunflowers and cosmos, heaps of perfectly prepared...
by Dorothy Greco | Oct 17, 2014 | Art, Photography, & Beauty, Blog, Friday Soul Food
Something a little out of the ordinary. No hillside blazing with color or white church steeple interjecting itself among the orange leaves. One hour on one acre (mostly on my knees) with my Canon 7D, macro lens, and a tripod. OK. I admit it. This last flower...
by Dorothy Greco | Oct 3, 2014 | Blog, Friday Soul Food, iPhone Flowers/Macro, iPhone Photos, Photography
I often go through my days barely stopping to eat or catch my breath. Too much to do. Mostly good things but my tendency is to cram a 20 hour agenda into my 16 awake hours. Making photos like these forces me to stop. Forces me to look—and hopefully to actually see....
