The Best Thing
Last Sunday, we sat in our Lamplighters’ class – listening to the story of Mary of Bethany – Martha’s sister, Lazarus’ sister – and suddenly, it wasn’t just a story anymore. It was an invitation. I found myself reaching for Carl’s hankie. Not because something was wrong – but because something was so right. Once…
Just Ordinary or Holy?
Isn’t it something how life can feel like a repeat button? Grocery store — again.Laundry — again.Same routines — every day. And somewhere in between — we see someone else’s “big” moment and quietly wonder — am I making any difference at all? We feel it deep down — that tug toward something more. Ecclesiastes…
Here We Are, Nashville!
What’s that all about, Donna? Oh, it’s not the Grand Ole Opry — though yes, we do have tickets for its 100th Anniversary! Yee haw! And it’s not about taking a scenic drive through the Great Smoky Mountains (though I wouldn’t mind a stop for some southern barbecue along the way). No, this trip is…
Take a Deep Breath
Ever take your breath for granted? I do — until I’m lying awake at night and sleep doesn’t come. That’s when I remember to inhale deeply. Slow, full breaths really do help me drift off. And apparently, there’s science behind it. Deep breathing calms the nervous system, lowers stress hormones, delivers oxygen to our cells,…
Take a Nap – God’s Got You
It’s no secret that I’m an early riser. Always have been. I was the kid who bounced out of bed at 6 a.m. while the rest of the house was still snoozing. That hasn’t changed much over the years. The only difference is that now, I’ve added an important ritual to my day: the mid-day…
Spy Wednesday — When Betrayal Met the Light
It’s called Spy Wednesday for a reason. This was the day Judas Iscariot — one of the twelve, a disciple handpicked by Jesus — made a secret deal with the chief priests. Thirty silver coins. The price of a slave. The weight of betrayal. Last Sunday night, we saw “The Chosen — Season 5, Episode…
Clean Hands and a Pure Heart
I remembered when little fingerprints covered the lower half of my sliding glass doors when we were with our little great nieces and nephew a few weeks ago. It was unquestionable that those fingerprints were theirs because of the height of their placement and the size of those little hands. The evidence was real. We…
The Devil Made Me Do It
I am so grateful for my fans aka those who follow my daily blogs. It is humbling AND encouraging that God might have used the words I share to give out the get-up and go juice to kick-start your day. Thank you from the bottom of my heart! One of those fans aka friend sent…
Consecrated
We don’t often hear the word “consecrate” that much in our everyday conversations. But, the word, consecrate, stood out to me in my devotions yesterday. Consecrate: to make or declare something sacred, blessed, holy, dedicated to God, devoted, anointed, set apart. I’m still thinking about parents at the start of this new school year, so…
Permission Granted to Let a Few Things Slide
It’s no longer “beginning to look a lot like Christmas” because it is Christmas and it’s exploding in living color, bright lights, adored Christmas carols playing, Santas at Salvation Army kettles and stores, shoppers with carts loaded with treasures to be wrapped and placed under the exquisite trees I’ve seen displayed on FB and Instagram.…