I’ll Take a Cloud…or Two
This day a year ago I was all caught up in gratitude for the rain, cooler temperatures and the Fall season that was in the air. I spent the day getting my Fall décor out and turning my home into a place of pumpkin spice aromas and colors of oranges, yellows and browns. But, not…
He is Our Storm Chaser
Most of my posts come from my own personal life experiences with the sincere hope that what I share will encourage and even open your eyes to our great Storm Chaser. I learned some very difficult lessons the hard way so my goal is to pass along the wisdom from those lessons to give you…
Living Our Faith Out-Loud De-Compartmentalizing
When I blogged about compartmentalizing” our lives yesterday, I didn’t mean it for our faith. Our faith is an exception. You know — that “keeping it to ourselves” compartment. We’ve all heard the saying: “What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas.” The idea is that when people go to Las Vegas, they get a license…
The Frog & the Pressure Cooker
I just dozed a minute in my cozy chair (I promise you — that chair is a sedative!), and I awoke suddenly because I heard: “No pressure!” At first I wondered what that meant, because I sure don’t, any longer, see my life as pressured. But then I heard it as a clarion call to…
Rest for our Weary Souls
I’m here at Children’s Hospital and a young mom with a special-needs child in a stroller along with two kids in tow, one of which has a break or fracture in her arm. I offer to push the stroller for her to the fracture clinic so she can attend to the injured one. She is…
At Least He Got Out of the Boat!
I was inspired by my “anchor” blog yesterday enough to give me “meat” for my blog today. Here comes Jesus walking on the water. He calls Peter to come to Him, so in a bold, audacious step of faith, Peter got out of the boat and started walking on water. He didn’t hesitate. He took…
Making the Most of Our Lives
Over the 19 years since the diagnosis of osteoarthritis in my fingers, some deformity occurred. Initially, the pain was so severe that I needed help to do the simplest things like buttoning a blouse or zipping up slacks. The worst part was being unable to pick up my grand-babies. Through prayer and wise nutrition counsel,…
What Once was Lost, Now is Found
It was my son, Larry’s birthday on Sunday and it was a packed-full day. That’s just the way we roll around here on birthdays! After church, it was to his favorite Mexican food restaurant for birthday lunch, opening gifts. Mine were the things I heard him say he needed during our fishing trip, including walkie-talkies…
I Missed Widow’s Day
It was National Widow’s Day on May 3rd and I missed it. But, hold on, International Widow’s Day is on June 23rd. I was first amused when I heard about those days, but I found out some great things that were started to honor and care for widows. I know this. God keeps a watchful…
A Little Band of Women Who Are Still Here and Not Done
Up until this weekend, I was in the throes of ramrodding a retreat in Tulsa for my beloved Sister Marie Pierre – now age 90. In this case, “ramrodding” meant connecting with many women who had attended one of her 40 years of retreats. Obviously, while I was going through the list, I found many…