Just Jesus
Genetics, Phonetics & Synthetics
I shouldn’t get shocked. I shouldn’t get caught off guard. Alas, I am constantly shocked and further caught off guard. I am old. Well, maybe not old, but I am older than most of the mommies dropping off two youngsters at Mother’s Day Out. Our two youngest sons, “brothers from other mothers,” are 4…
Read MoreFresh Hate and Jesus Fish
I am getting some “fresh hate.” For the most part, it rolls off me. I am not a mean person. I love Jesus. We are tight. But I don’t like to shove Him down people’s throats. And I certainly never want to misrepresent Him. So my mom was in a car accident. It was pretty…
Read MoreSleepless in Abilene
I don’t want to alarm anyone. There is no easy way to say this. So, I am just going to say it. I think I am dying. I haven’t slept, like really slept, since 1995. I am meeting up with my friends from Purposeful Faith in Florida in a couple weeks for a retreat. We are going…
Read MoreIs Your Bladder Controlling Your Life?
I just got this email. “Is your bladder controlling your life?” And, the answer is no. It’s not. I have had to pee since 9:47 this morning and it is 10:40 pm now. My kidneys are begging for mercy. Obviously, my bladder has minuscule power. It dictates nothing in my life… well, other than some…
Read MoreExpect nothing…
I wish I could blog tonight. Alas, the vandals, no sleep, and the odds are stacked against me. But remember this: expect NOTHING from anyone but the Lord. He never disappoints. He never forgets. He never ceases to amaze. Tomorrow is a day filled with man’s expectations: Which means – man’s limitations. The enemy waits…
Read MoreThis is Grace…
One of my dearest friends has a daughter named Grace. She is an effervescent character. My words will hardly do justice. Bear with me. She reads when others eat.. drink, alternatively, breathe. I once caught her reading an oatmeal canister. She then commented on the dullness by which the instant oats were penned. Another…
Read MoreThe Great Gift of Giving Up
The greatest gift I think I have ever received was the gift of giving up. I recall, we had hit a roadblock. Not our first, and certainly not our last. Moreover, it does not matter what. Kids, money, work, school, medical, foster care… whatever. Today, my husband Justin and I sat before a stack of…
Read MoreConsidering Anthology by its Disguise
Did you catch this? A little Austen, Starbucks, history lesson & crazed 4-year-old ninja attacks a 90’s model hatchback… Um, yeah, I just “Thesaurused” the whimsy out of the old saying… “Judging a book by its cover.” But I have good reason. There may be a million and one blog posts out t… Source: Considering Anthology by…
Read MoreBravely
I am afraid of everything. I am afraid of hurt. I am afraid of tragedy. I am afraid of rejection. I am afraid of being wrong, and I am very afraid I might be right. I don’t like heights, roller coasters, flying, spiders, boats, trains, or motorcycles. I am afraid of being alone, but I…
Read MoreConsidering Anthology by its Disguise
Um, yeah, I just “Thesaurused” the whimsy out of the old saying… “Judging a book by its cover.” But I have good reason. There may be a million and one blog posts out there with that title, and I didn’t want mine to get lost in the muddle by having it judged on an overused saying.…
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