What will that look like?
Much like Disney World with 22 people or a move from one home to the next there is a preparedness that comes from experience, and another that comes from experiencing the unknown.
You don’t know Jack, I mean Jesus
I love to be asked to pray for people. I am happy to do it. And I ask people to pray for me… and I hope they do it. But here is my battle cry, I don’t know Jesus better than you. I am not closer to Him than you. Here is the truth:…
The Road Home…
It is imperative for me to have a plan. This is the stumbling block to my deepest faith. I need to know. I need a plan. As I aimlessly wander about I am in desperate need of a plan. Honestly, I wish I believed in fortune telling. If I knew precisely the end result, I…
I am In Love with Another Woman
This will probably not reach the masses. I don’t care. If my words fall upon the heart of one… I have succeeded. I just left a house with broken spirits. Addicted spirits. Fighting spirits. Spirits… Who have given up on their life, their old life. Among those spirits is a young woman – whom I…
Your Sister in Christ, A. Butthead
The other day we saw a television program on co-sleeping. My husband, Justin went on a mini rant. “What is wrong with those people?” he barked. “That is twisted. Why would you want all those little people in your bed?” he wandered off and I heard him murmur, “Weirdos.” I don’t have the energy to explain…
From Where I am Sitting…
One of my favorite stories of our oldest, Maggie took place when she was about four. Maggie was all hairbows and bugs. She has always just done her own thing. And for as long as I can remember people would say to her, “OH! You look just like your daddy!“ And I guess … she…
Boys to Men: when stuff falls off that was supposed to stay on…
Boys to Men: when stuff falls off that was supposed to stay on… So my son just turned 18. He is my man-baby. Boys turning into men. Sigh. I have two man-babies. But now, one is officially a man; the other one is still just 16. But the sixteen-year-old can buy his own cigarettes because…
The Woman Upstairs
The terror. The most horrifying aspect of any thriller is that by which you are caught off guard. Seemingly kind and gentle characters that can turn on a dime flashing fangs, or slashing flesh with razor-like claws. Worse yet, a loving and seductively sweet character who walks past a mirror and their reflection reveals…
Christy
I am over at christymobley.com today. This woman is BRILLIANT. I am honored to be on her site. She is the epitome of cool. Check out my post on her GORGEOUS site. May your floors be sticky and your calling ordained! Love, Jami
Just Kim
Today is one of my oldest, and by that, I mean long term and dearest friend’s birthday. A milestone birthday, deserving of its own blog. She is fifty. When we met she was thirty-three and I was twenty-seven. When I told her my age she rolled her eyes and said, “Well, that’s obnoxious.” And seventeen…