Sustained By Joy
I was a cheerleader once. Well, actually it was the pep squad, but we had pom-poms. I learned to do herkies and smile and wave my arms, and I almost got the splits. But I felt like a fake. The problem was I've always bent toward the introverted side of life. When I...
The Day After
It's the day after Winsome. I learned last year, that this can be a dangerous day for me. Adrenaline, prayers, and God have carried me through the past four days. Now that Winsome is over, my body puts on the brakes. But while my body is crashing, my mind and heart...
Mom, You’re Enough
Sam's half-numb smile. "Can you please come back?"Hurriedly, I grab my bag and walk back to where I just left Sam minutes earlier after reassuring him I'd be in the waiting room. "If you want me just point, and someone will come get me.""He wants you here," the...
Five Minute Friday: Willing
It's where bloggers write for 5 minutes flat . . no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking. Click on the button to read more thoughts on willing. The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak. ~Matthew 26:41 I think He set us up, people. NO disrespect intended,...
God-Sized Dreams . . Rerouted
Long layovers, rerouted plans, canceled flights, and different routes. These are the "as we speak" common experiences of 13 of my friends who just spent a restful, inspiring weekend with one another in Branson, MO. But as we spread across the midwest, south and...
In Between
It's where bloggers write for 5 minutes flat . . no editing, no over thinking, no backtracking. Click on the button to read more thoughts on encouragement. WARNING: there is nothing profound or even slightly inspirational in my 5 Minute Friday post this week...
A Good Fix
I was born to fix things, problems, people. As the oldest child, I slipped right into my role as dutiful daughter and older sister. When my mom and dad would fight, I lay in bed strategizing how I could fix it. When my little sister got hit by a neighborhood bully, I...
