Things that Make me go Ouch
Prodigal or the Other Brother?
Which one are you? Are you the prodigal who after demanding his inheritance from his father went out and squandered it all on “wild living.” Or are you the older brother whose jealousy consumed him when the prodigal returned? I identify more with the older brother, and ironically my sister is the prodigal. But in…
My First Rejection!
Well, it’s a half-truth, (my kids and I have been studying when Abram told a half-truth to the pharaoh of Egypt saying Sarai was his sister which was true, but she also was his wife.) We had a great little discussion on whether a half-truth is REALLY a lie, and if we speak against the…
On Hubby and Blogging
It has been brought to my attention that my original post was a bit “bashing.” So in an attempt not to whine and complain about my hubby who is a wonderful, hardworking, fabulous provider and father, here’s the new and slightly improved version. 🙂 My hubby is NOT a reader. If it’s not on tape,…
Onward Christian Soldier
I’ve been fighting a war for years…and losing. Though there has been no bloodshed and death, the war is real and damaging, mostly to myself but also to those I care about most. Some days the battles are fierce and endless and I bow my head in defeat. Other days I withstand the enemy and…
And They Say Women Are Finicky!
Timmy, my tame six year old nearly threw a fit tonight. Though fits are out of the ordinary from this little guy, when he does throw them it’s a whopper. This “almost” fit was brought on by the fact that he he’s finicky when it comes to showers and baths. Sometimes he likes them and…
Bad News…Part II
I’m really trying to get my priorities in order, and I’m doing better. Writing doesn’t consume my time. The only writing I seem to be doing now-a-days is on this blog, and it’s mostly reflective of what God’s been showing me. I know in my heart that that’s part of the plan, the process to…
Bad News Comes in the Mail Part 1
I used to like getting mail. As child I’d wait by the window for the mailman to come in hopes of getting a letter from the half a dozen pen pals I had. I’d listen to my mom’s old 45 record as I bopped to the fifties style music and I sang along to the…
Just Go With the Flow…
I’m not an early riser. I covet a good night’s sleep, and I’ve been known to hit the snooze for an hour before feeling awake enough to get out of bed. So when I woke at 4:30 a.m. this morning and couldn’t get back to sleep, I wondered what was up? I often told God…
God heals all Wounds
My emotional rollercoaster ride has settled. The director of the show stopped me in the hall of the State Captiol after a promo performance. He heard from the assistant director that I was upset. He wanted to talk and we did. I shared some of my feelings how this was just unexpected and I never…
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