Just Jesus
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…
Read MoreBELIEVE!
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!!!!
Read MoreAmerica, 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…
Read MoreThe 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
Read MoreWhere 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…
Read MoreWhat 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…
Read More“BUTT” I Just Want to be with You, Quality Time – Adored
Sam, our five-year-old, wanted to go with me. He followed me around the house, “I just want to be with you.” In the midst of getting a room ready for a little foster love, I had errands to run. A curtain rod here, an area rug there, oh and we had no food. So, I…
Read MoreSilencing the Jerk that Lives in My Head
Friday when I arrived in Houston from Oregon, I could not find my car in the airport parking lot. Luckily, it was only 93 degrees with 100% humidity. I would have hated to walk 4 miles in a fresh, cool breeze. Seeing as how I had been up since 3 am, traveling 1600 miles, sitting…
Read MoreI Make Jesus Look Good
I love hospital stays. People are always complaining about them but I could use a good hospital stay. Yes, they wake you up to check your blood pressure and take your temperature. But if I was at home someone would wake me up anyway. And they wouldn’t be doing it to see if I was…
Read MoreDon’t see me!
Helping out fellow blogger Angela Nazworth out today… Click here to read my post… Don’t see me! May your floors be sticky and your calling ordained! Love, Jami
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