I've shared pictures of my personal devotional journal for some time now, but I'm sure over the past few months, some have noticed a decided absence in posts. There's a reason. They became incredibly personal. Part of it is pride, I'm sure, but a lot of it is just that not everything should be Continue Reading
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Little Blessings
Sitting in the waiting room at Urgent Care. Andra, #7 daughter, jumped to get a ball in the volleyball tournament and the opposing team had feet under the net...tripped. Bam. Down she went. Coach suspects a broken ankle. We'll see. Meanwhile, I was going to upload this last night and didn't Continue Reading
When Scripture Fits Your Life
Funny how you can start reading Scripture and see those same themes in things you've been writing. The whole proving and feeling stupid thing fits so well with Tony in Highlands. Wow. Continue Reading
Exploring Praise & Appreciation
Strange how ineloquent I am when I don't know what I think or how to think. I debated sharing this one. I don't share them all. Some are too personal. This... this was on the line. But, hey. I never claimed to be a poet. And I have no idea if calling it a psalm is inappropriate. Denotation Continue Reading
Hey, Jude! (Or Lessons in the “Lesser Epistle”)
Confession. I tend to spend a lot of my Bible study time in the Gospels, Paul's epistles, and James. Old Testament favorites are Psalms, Proverbs, Isaiah, and then snippets from a few others. I used to say I didn't have favorite book or verse of the Bible, but clearly I do. I mean, I'm naturally Continue Reading
Encouragement in Unlikely Places
Crazy how the Lord uses the most unlikely places. Continue Reading
Lessons from the Hotel Room
Did a refresher on Philemon while I was holed up in a hotel in town (protecting my asthmatic lungs from the smoke in the air). I love how you can see things in new light after reading it for the hundredth time or more! Continue Reading
Best Laid Plans (of Me and the Muse?)
*strains of, "when will she ever learn... when will she eeeeeeever learn" waft through the room as she pens this entry* Continue Reading
Hush!
It's always going to be about me controlling my tongue. Learning to be quiet. I blame my surgeon. When I was 18 months old, I had surgery to correct my cleft palate. That surgery left me with an INCREDIBLY nasal voice--almost incomprehensible. My sister even beat up a girl who dared to mock Continue Reading
