I feel like I need to grab my broom to dust the cobwebs off over here. It’s been far, far too long. My last post was published on May 24…the day that my grandmother passed away 12 years ago. I don’t find it ironic that that was the last day that I published here. And now, […]

There are times in life that, well, just suck. People get hurt. People pass away. Stress takes over. Kids get sick. Your heart gets broken. Things just don’t go like you want. It’s hard. Y’all it is really, really hard. When you have this goal…this dream…this hope in your heart and on your mind and then it […]

Did you guys know that we live in a politically correct society? One in which we can not, should not, dare not offend anyone. You can’t say “hey guys” to a group of dudes standing around because what if one of them doesn’t “identify” as a guy? That would be offensive. I am not supposed to carry […]

I watch you from across the waiting room. You smiled politely at me when you walked in just like I did you. You arms are abundantly full as you carry not only your personal bag, but also a diaper bag for your infant and a second, much larger bag, for your special needs son. I […]

How am I supposed to trust a God that I can not see? How am I supposed to believe in someone that I can’t hear? How am I supposed to surrender to a person who I can’t touch? If you’re a believer in Christ, those questions spark one of two reactions: Yes. Amen. I’ve been […]

It’s really easy to believe in God when everything in life goes the way you want it to. We have this mentality that we can have it all…do it all…be it all…and as long as we feel like we are living up to that, then we don’t really have much need for God. Likewise, us […]

There is something special about little kids. About children in general. I believe, wholeheartedly, that that is why Jesus was so insistent that we become more like the children… And he [Jesus] said: “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.” (src) There […]

I’m going to be really honest…up until I met my husband’s late grandmother, I didn’t think that much about prayer. I said the blessing. I half-heartedly asked God for protection and safety when I began to drift off to sleep at night. If I was traveling somewhere or my family was traveling, I would pray hard […]

If I were your enemy, I’d work to create division between you and other Christians, between groups of Christians, anyone with the potential for uniting in battle against me and my plans. I’d keep you operating individually, not seeing your need for the church or tying yourself too closely on its mission. Strength in numbers […]

If I were your enemy, I’d use every opportunity to bring old wounds to mind, as well as the people, events, and circumstances that caused them. I’d try to ensure that your heart was hardened with anger and bitterness. Shackled through unforgiveness. When I was in junior high, I had dreams of being a professional […]