Embracing God’s Good Gifts
Yesterday, I wrote about hearing God’s voice. Oh, how important it is to welcome THE VOICE, embrace THE VOICE, and — most importantly — actually hear THE VOICE. Which brings me to a confession… I’m in a new season — one I wasn’t planning on stepping into. It all started with a card from Miracle…
The Lost Sheep
The phone rings. A telephone solicitor asks the young boy who answers, “Can I speak to your mother?”“She’s outside,” the boy replies.“What about your father?”“He’s outside, too.”“Well… who is there?”“The police.”“The police?! Why?”“They’re helping my mom and dad find me… I’m hiding in the closet!” That dear mama nearly fainted — until she found out…
Positioned to Hear
Ever had a phone call drop out mid-conversation, just when you’re getting to the good part? Or, been in an elevator where you’re waving your phone around like it’s a magic wand, desperately hoping for a signal? We’ve all been there. Whether it’s a concrete building or a wilderness area, reception can be hit or…
Untying the Apron Strings
Mothers’ Day celebrations are behind us so I am recommending that it’s time to untie our “apron strings”. You know the ones we tend to hold on to so tightly when our children are ready to leave the nest. I type this in love because I have precious mamas in my life who are tying…
The Devil’s Workshop
I don’t like giving the enemy any headlines. But I sensed I needed to blatantly warn my readers to “KEEP OUT” of the devil’s workshop! Proverbs 16:27 says: “Idle hands are the devil’s workshop; idle lips are his mouthpiece.” I read those words and had to perform open heart surgery on myself; rather, look in…
More of You and Less of Me
Back to my face-plant coming into the final yards of the 5K that I walked/ran/jogged on Saturday. Yesterday my blog included the beauty of the 18 of us taking on the Alamo Run to raise funds for the EMwomen Hope House. It was a complete success with many sponsors kicking off the efforts. However, complete…
Beaming with Pride and Joy
Living in Austin, one of the many perks for me is to be a part of my two youngest grandsons’ lives. Last Saturday, Shawntel and I spent the day at the Delco Center watching my youngest grandson, Bryson, in his District Wrestling Match. Though a sophomore, he is determined, strong and agile thus moving from…
I’ve Learned to Pick my Battles
You have probably heard the phrase “Pick your battles”. Also quoted: “Choose your battles wisely”. I’m sure it’s best said in actual wars and battles, but I’m referring to the time to open the door for an argument or a time to back down. You might have even said or thought the phrase yourself. I…
Humility is Sometimes a Tough Row to Hoe
Speaking in planting-a-garden terms, cultivating the soil, which can be rocky, dry and, if by hand is a wearisome task. Then planting the seeds, keeping a watch out for critters that like to eat the new sprouts before they even mature, pulling the weeds that choke out the plant and harvest those taters, carrots, onions,…
Humility Sure Looks Good on You
It’s time for a self-examination of conscience and attitude during these times. I say that based on the scripture that seems to come up daily in someone’s blog or post: “If MY people who are called by MY name, would HUMBLE themselves and pray and turn from their wicked ways….” (2 Chronicles 7:14) Many of…