I Hate That Scripture…
I remember everything about that day. My babies stood in a line dressed in funeral clothes. They fidgeted in front of the coffin. They behaved like children at a funeral, out of place. The boys tugged at their ties. At one point I noticed that my son, Luke had clipped his clip-on to his crotch…
My Cups Runneth Over…
Wow. You are very subtle. Not really, I know you know there is marinara on my right breast. Just above the chocolate stain from last week. And I know you know I know you looked at it and can’t seem to stop looking at it. I am not a slob. This is how I am…
BELIEVE!
Two posts today! Both on the GREATNESS of fully surrendering to that which we speak, “I believe….” Hope you’ll take a moment to check out my post over at Purposefulfaith.com and Internetcafedevotions.com today! Click here to read!!! And over at the Cafe! Click here to read!!!!
The 8 Rules of Perfected Parenting
Recently I had an opportunity to spend the day with our four-year-old son, Sam. Sam is currently #5 out of seven kids. He needed some time with just me. Sam is the oldest of the “new litter.” The old litter consists of our four biological children. Sam and his soon to be adopted little brother,…
America, You Are the Worst…
Land of the free. Home of the brave. The American Dream… Happily ever after. You are literally the worst at grief. I first had this thought about a month ago. Our oldest son John has a dog named Bosco. Bosco, is a Rat Terrier, Pekingese, Basset Hound. To say he is one of a kind…
The Color of Heartbreak
Heartbreak knows no color Violence has no shame. Hate is only destroyed by perfect love. Perfect love casts out all fear. Justice belongs to He who saves. “The Son of Man came to save that which was lost.” Matthew 18:11
Where You Sit At…
Never say never. Words to live by… Because it is when we say we never will, we do. And do we ever really listen to ourselves? Some of us are notorious for putting our foot in our mouth. When I say some of us, I mean me. I wrote my rule book for living…
Well, I Do Declare!
Oh, my. The chaos. And it is this way every summer. If I can just make it to summer. And then, it will be a season of rest. A season of catch up, a blessed season… of lies. It is all lies. Catching up is a lie. Ha! I even wrote a post about it! …
The Not So “Gag Me With a Spoon” Pieces of Me…
My IPhone has been auto-correcting the word “stairs” with “Atari.” Yes, Atari. The XBOX of the 1980’s. This is odd to me. I mean if, I had accomplished the dreams of “1984 Jami” the use of the word Atari might frequent the touch screen of my IPhone. As would tennis shoe roller skates, world champion…
What if We REALLY Believed Jesus?
We talk the talk. Don’t we? We have the good scriptures memorized. “I can do all things…” “For God so loved the world…” “Lord, if it is your will take this cup…” “Our Father who art…” “Though I walk through the valley of death….” Tomorrow morning, we will be up bright and early. We…