What if on your front porch someone left a deadly, poisonous, ravenous, wicked, rabid, crazed, flesh-eating monster? Now mind you, the monster does tend to sweet talk and try to convince you that you should just take it in and everything will work out just fine. Unfortunately, we’ve all invited … Continue reading →
I‘ve had my wimpy, whiny, and weak moments. I pictured removing my outer, saggy, skin layer and dragging my woeful little body down the hall. Goodness I miss the days I could lift more weight than several of the body builders in our gym. I was woman, hear me roar. … Continue reading →
When my husband and I were dating, people ran the other way when they saw me coming. They were sick of hearing how wonderful I thought he was — how cute, smart, funny, handsome, etc. I could not wait to see, talk to, and spend time with him. Why? I was in love. Not in love, but IN LOVE! The kind where you walk a few feet off the ground, the birds sing special songs, sunsets are brighter, and all is right with the world. I could have read books such as Twenty-One helpful tips on dating a Buffaloe, …
Continue reading →I’m pondering how often we refuse to move forward. We get rutted and trapped in the past, clinging to the thing that destroyed the life we wanted or imagined.
There is a time to mourn and weep, but we’ve turned it into a lifestyle, and “poor me” has become an idol. Self is exalted over God. We aren’t hearing His voice nor hearing His call because we are too busy listening to our own complaints and whines. I’ve been there, done that–sat and stewed and mourned. And the longer I stewed in my stew, the stinkier my stew (and me) became. Ugh.
Do you worry? Fret? Agonize? Do you allow the worry to run rampant, disturbing your day and unsettling your night? What is the worst that could happen? Take that worry, take it to the end. Lots of terrible things can happen. I understand. I know. But what happens in the … Continue reading →
We lived in Houston during several of my younger years. Houston terrain is flat, flatter, and flattest. The only “hills” are overpasses on the interstate. One street near our house had a fun feature – a rolling bump. Not a speed bump, just a small rise and dip. When our … Continue reading →
“What man of you, having a hundred sheep, if he loses one of them, does not leave the ninety-nine in the wilderness, and go after the one which is lost until he finds it? And when he has found it, he lays it on his shoulders, rejoicing. And when he … Continue reading →
