Making the First Move
He was the first one to initiate conversation. Other than my daddy, he was the first one who took my hand and held it. He was the first one to call me and ask if he could kiss me behind the church on Sunday night. AND, he was the first one to get his drivers…
Trusting God When it Makes no Sense
Since the news that a dear friend was facing a life-or-death health issue, my heart has churned with those two options – life or death. As you may have read in my blogs on Saturday and Sunday, my friend’s life was in the balance. She waited months for a donor for a heart transplant that…
Don’t Look for the Answers
Look for the Giver. I heard those words spoken and they resonated with me. How often do we ask the stand-pat questions in a state of wonder and concern: “When? Where? How? Why?” when we should be nuzzling in close to the Giver – the One who knows it all and has all the answers.…
She’s Getting a New Heart Today
You may remember a blog I wrote on May 4th this year. I shared about the valiant walk of faith that some of my dear Tulsa sisters-in-Christ were taking on behalf of another beloved sister-in-Christ, Becky Holder. Becky must have a heart transplant, but finding a match has been quite the wait. Literally, these resilient…
Worry Free Guarantee
This blog today may sound like the sequel to my blog from yesterday which was about not letting fear grab hold of us. This blog is icing on the “Do Not Fear” cake. “Don’t worry!” You may be saying “That’s easy for you to say. You’re not facing what I’m facing today.” Perhaps not the…
I was a Fraidy Cat
F.E.A.R. – False Evidence Appearing Real That was my husband’s definition of fear. And, he was right on. How many times do we have fears that are false fears based on false information? As much as I’d like you to believe that I’m this fearless dynamo, I still have those times when fear is an…
Are We Minglers?
A mingler is one who mingles, interacts, associates and mixes with others in a social setting. I’m a mingler – a far departure from the girl and woman I once was. I like to think I take after my big Brother – Jesus, Who was a mingler of gigantic proportions. I found Him that way…
Being Subject to Change
I remember how much I wanted to gain weight when I was a teenager. I was so skinny they called me “beanpole”. I even took Raquel Welch’s recommendation and bought “Wate-On” tablets (for real) because I wanted to look like my peers who had already “filled out” quite nicely (at least in my eyes, they…
Got Life or Dead as a Doornail?
I amuse myself with the old songs, cliches and quotes that are stored up in my mind. “Dead as a doornail” came on my brain’s radar yesterday — especially after a passionate and livelier-than-life weekend at my grandson’s baseball tournament. With all the baseball fans of the big leagues, the little leagues and the in-between…
Celebrating My Pearl
God is relentless in His pursuit of us. He speaks to us in a thousand different ways trying to get our attention. He is passionate in His love for us, and patient in His tolerance of us. And, just in case you ever doubt your self-worth, here is proof positive of how special and amazing…