What Do To Do When We Don’t Know What to Do
I stood behind a beautiful, almost-ready-to-pop mama (8+ months pg), with her hands raised to heaven and praising God with all-out freedom on the front row at church. While I was praising God in my own way, I was enamored by this precious woman. I told her so. I know her faith journey. She made…
Maybe It Will Go Away If We Shut Our Eyes
Or, if we put our fingers in our ears and sing loudly, “La, la, la” – we won’t hear them!” After all the uncertainties, concerns, disappointments, and disturbances in their lives, I think many folks are at the tipping point of losing it. In the words of my old cartoon friend from way back, Popeye…
Just Breathe
I’m a doer. I like to be busy. Just sitting around is not my ideal. My project today is getting my master closet cleared out of unused clothes and organizing for spring and summer. But, this day, I break up my project to breathe. I leave my bunker to socially-reconnect with the great outdoors and…
Listening to God’s Still Small Voice
live on your hands for 5-10 minutes. Drink warm water as an effective way to stop all viruses. Try not to drink liquids with ice. Gargling with a simple warm water salt solution is also an effective measure for preventing contraction of viruses. Ensure your mouth and throat are moist, never dry. Take a few…
Mountain Top Experience
Seems I’m on a roll, rather a climb. A couple of weeks ago I shared my “cross” mountain top experience in Mexico that led to a great header for my website. Now, two days in a row, I’m still climbing and talking about mountains. My granddaughter and I started at the bottom of the steep…
Slow Down and Listen to the Frogs
My inspiration for today’s blog came from a friend’s FB post. These were her words that captioned this precious photo so beautifully: “When I’m really trying to get a workout in (aka, not stopping every 2 minutes), I’m reminded to slow down when my daughter wants to listen to the frogs. I know one day…
Amping Up Our “Little” Light Wattage
Here at Children’s Hospital, it’s an early, busy morning for radiology, fractures, and casting. Kids will be kids, and getting fractured and broken bones come with the territory. We see young gymnasts and cheerleaders who take an awkward tumble, athletes who fall the wrong way, and everyday mishaps at home. I love being here and…
I’ve Arrived
I had such a sweet, tender encounter with Jesus when I was eight-years-old at a Christian youth camp. I remember it so well. We were singing “Kumbaya” and “I have decided to follow Jesus” around the campfire. The camp director invited those of us to raise our hand if we wanted a personal relationship with…