“God had sent her what she’d been too afraid to ask for.” ~ Small-Town Bachelor by Jill Kemerer Do you ever get excited about something only to chastise yourself that it’s impossible? It seems so far out of your reach, you won’t even consider it.We think we don’t deserve wonderful surprises, so we tuck the dream away. We don’t …
Have you looked in the mirror today? Who — or what — was staring back at you? Stop. Don’t just rush past that last question. It’s the entire point of today’s post. Close your eyes for a minute and think: Who — or what — are you using as a mirror? Mirrors. They’re all about approval. Does my hair …
With all due respect to Mr. Howe, I don’t think friends mean to annoy us when they ask, “Is there anything I can do?” when times are troublesome. Most often, they are sincere in their desire to help. But Mr. Howe is also right. It is often best to skip the asking and get right to the doing. Take a few …
First the darkness … Then the waiting … Then the dawning of a new beginning for all who believe the miracle of the resurrection. May you embrace the truth of His story in a new way this Easter. [Tweet “In Others’ Words: Old History, New History #GoodFriday #faith”]
Go ahead it, prove it. How many times have you felt the weight of those words? Either someone else verbally threw them at you — or you taunted yourself with them. Prove it. Prove it is never an encouragement. Prove it is never said in an “I know you can do it, but go ahead anyway” tone. Nope. Doubt is woven …
It’s Monday … the beginning of a new week. Are you planning on thinking at all this week? Looking ahead at my week, there’s going to be a whole lof of thinking going on. And I love the challenge put forth in “The Donald’s” quote: I might as well Think Big. Want to join me? At first read, …
It’s been a week … You know. One of those weeks where you do the work. And sometimes you’re happy with your efforts … and sometimes you’re not. One of those weeks where you rest … and sometimes you’re up earlier — or later — and you’re tired. Just dragging through the day. One of those weeks where things go according …
I like change a whole lot better than I used to. I guess growing up does that to you. I’m not who I used to be — and I’m thankful. And, if I have anything to say or do about it, I won’t be the same person a year from now. I clung to who I was for a long, long …
I haven’t been on a bicycle in oh . . . wow . . . about five years now. When the vertigo came along and took my balance on one very long roller coaster ride, I took a break from bike riding. The good news is, I haven’t had any problems with vertigo lately — except for one …
I can spend my days so focused on the one big thing that I hope will ensure me happiness … fame … or accolades … or some sort of self-satisfaction that creates an “I’m enough” feeling — however fleeting … Or I can gather the small joys that make up the every days of my life. Laughter shared with friends Hugs …
