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You’ve heard the saying just as often as I have: Stop and smell the roses. This week I stopped and looked at the roses sitting on my kitchen counter … over and over and over again. In the midst of the busyness, not to mention in the midst of the dirty dishes cluttering my sink, and the need-to-look-at-it pile …
“So here is what I say to you. Ask, and it will be given to you. Search, and you will find. Knock, and the door will be opened to you.” Luke 11:9 I’m a doer. If I see something that needs fixing, I’m the one rolling up her sleeves to make it happen. I don’t like sitting around waiting. Our …
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 …
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 …
Sometimes when I tell another person how oh-so-very busy I am … well, I’m hoping they don’t hear the hint of pride in my voice. I’m a busy, busy person. That must mean I have a life worth living … a life of significance … that oh, maybe, I’m important somehow? (And now I’m shaking my head as I think: You’re …
I’ve heard the “One day at a time” phrase until it’s so worn down it’s easily ignored. Abraham Lincoln’s take on the “One day” adage made me stop and think. All those days? They add up to the future. Yep, that’s true. But I can only take ’em — I can only live them — one at a time. The …
I thought it would be fun to talk about lessons learned this week. I could share about learning the lesson “Don’t try to get up and walk around when your foot is completely numb” — yeah, still recovering from that lesson. But it’s Friday. And this quote from Larry King struck home in a “Huh. Ain’t that the …
This is not the blog post I expected to write. Of course, things kind of spun out of my control yesterday. And there’s the truth of it: I made the mistake of thinking I had the day all under control, hemmed in, thanks to my all powerful To Do list. Yeah, that’ll do it. My plans for yesterday: write, write, …
It’s not a question of if we’re going to face suffering. It’s not even a question of when or what kind of suffering we’re going to experience. In the end, it comes down to this: Who is going to win the wrestling match? The suffering? Or you? When I first began to wrestle with the stark reality of abuse in my …
I do not like name tags. You know those sticky little squares that with the printed pronouncement, “Hello, my name is . . . ” Yeah. I don’t like them at all. I don’t even like name tags when you dress ’em up and put them in plastic protective covers. They annoy me. Besides a person’s first and last name, name …
