God closes doors sometimes. The trick is, not hanging on so tight, you get your fingers caught in the door. When I graduated high school, I had a plan. I was an art major, and I had 3 different scholarships towards that goal. I was going to work towards being a high school art teacher. … More Check yourself before you wreck yourself.
God’s “will,” sounds so much more graceful, when it looks and feels like success and rest. In my own life, I find it often looks drastically different. So many times my heart dreams of big things and great triumph, but the reality is that we have to fight to grow. We have to face hardship … More Fly Like An Eagle
In the day and age where self love is taught in every self help book and fitness class and psychologist’s office, there is a truth that is hard to swallow. Loving yourself won’t fix your problems. Problems are in every life on this planet. In fact, loving God, won’t keep you from running into problems … More Only jerks use fear tactics
I was hanging out with Claire the other day. We were just sitting in her house visiting and sipping coffee. Her husband was getting ready to leave for work. He had his arms full, and he bent down to tell her bye. He carefully leaned over and gently kissed her on the head. You guys, … More How about a little more PDA up in here?
I read a Facebook post from a friend of mine yesterday. It was about a comment that Joy Behar made, concerning Mike Pence. He had said that God spoke to him. In this Washington Post news article here: https://www.washingtontimes.com/news/2018/feb/13/joy-behar-mocks-mike-pences-faith-calls-his-relati/ she states that, ““It’s one thing to talk to Jesus. It’s another thing when Jesus talks … More Call Me Crazy
I tend to be a pretty big weirdo, but you guys probably know that by now. I am the girl who will probably hug you when I greet you and again when I leave you. I will try really hard to tell you I love you even if you haven’t told me. I will second … More No Ulterior Motives
When my children were very little, my husband worked very long hours. Most of the time, I was the one carting them to Wednesday night church services by myself. I remember this particular night, I didn’t want to go. I was forcing it, but I was plumb exhausted, my kids were tired and cranky, and … More Details Details…
I have been sitting here debating whether to write about this or not. It’s a sore subject for me. I want to talk about broken relationships. This hits close to home for me because it exists within my own family. Thankfully my immediate family is strong and intact, but my extended family has some major … More Shakespeare never solved anything.
I recently received a comment from someone feeling absolutely spiritually exhausted. I read their thoughts and it brought hot stinging tears to my eyes and it made my heart hurt. I think what surprised me the most was a comment asking, “How do you stay positive? Praising God seems to come naturally for you, why … More Lighthouse
Somewhere around my 11th or 12th surgery, my husband crushed me. We’d experienced defeat repeatedly. Every time I underwent surgery or treatment to reconstruct a major injury from the Cipro damage, another body part would fail shortly after. Over and over, blow after blow. We were losing this fight. We kept hoping that I’d heal … More I Hear Nineveh is Beautiful This Time of Year…
Mountains and Mustard Seeds 