Kimberly Wagner's Blog

���How is LeRoy?��� That���s the question I���m most often asked���whether through this website, in person at a conference, or through social media (which I rarely visit by the way). Precious friends like you blog readers, and eve...

The plan was to travel to see our daughter, son-in-law, and four of our truly-grand kiddos. After the memorial service of a dear friend in Nashville, we planned to head five hundred miles north to enjoy family. But, once...

Look at that beautiful smile! Let me introduce you to one of my dearest friends. I���ve known her for more than twenty years. She���s one of a precious small group of women with whom I have the privilege of doing life. Altho...

It���s been almost thirty years since LeRoy went to Brazil for the first time. He fell in love with the people when, through the years, he preached in many venues there. He took fellow pastors with him from our church to s...

���It���s for your tears��� he told me. We were visiting my beloved pastor (from many years ago) on the first stop of our Gratitude Tour. On the way there, I jotted this in my journal:

A costly war taking thousands of lives, rising gas prices with long lines at the pumps, political upheaval, threats of Presidential impeachment, businesses closing, and high inflation with fears of an economic recession....

Warnings from the National Weather Service came blaring from our phones, waking us a little past 2:00 a.m. The instructions to find shelter in a safe spot were clear. But, we were in our tiny home, our trusty RV, parked ...

The time has come. It���s time to fulfill a dream. Do you want to join us? Let me explain and then I hope you���ll come along for our exciting ride!

It was early on a stormy morning in Michigan when the message came. LeRoy���s mom, known as Granny to most of us, was no longer suffering. She left this world in her sleep, dancing her way into heaven. We���d been expecting ...

Sitting on an October beach yesterday, at the tip of the thumb of Michigan���s ���mitten,��� I gazed in wonder at a glowing sunset over Lake Huron as I lifted praise from Psalm 65. How miraculous it all is, not only this sunse...