I've told my kids many times to stop acting like a baby. I know I shouldn't, but I don't like whining or unneccessary crying.But I cry all the time. I cry watching The Extreme Home Makeover, Three Wishes, and movies, even the animated movie, Spirit. I cry listening to music or reading a good book. I cry when I'm sorry or when I'm truly thankful. I Continue Reading
The World let me down—again!
My 12 year-old son, Justin, has a new passion--- skateboarding. At first, I wasn't pleased. I thought all skateboarders were punky. Judgemental of me, I know. Then I realized it's just a sport. A dangerous one. It's better than many other things he could be doing. Soon enough, he'll be driving and dating. I think I'll take skateboarding for Continue Reading
Real Beauty Often Includes Scars
This in honor of one of my life hero's, my brother, Ryan. (Hopefully I'm quoting his life and words correctly.) Ryan is hugging SANTA, my husband.When Ryan was three and a half, he was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer called rhabdomyosarcoma. Ryan endured two long years of chemotherapy, radiation and surgery. Against all odds and thanks to much Continue Reading
The Oak Tree
In the newspaper today, I read an article that once again pointed me to the Great God I serve. In the article titled Trees survive another storm,” the writer describes hundreds of oak trees that survived Hurricane Katrina.Here’s part of the article: It’s not by accident that live oaks survived Katrina. “Nature has designed them to withstand high Continue Reading
Manholes
Ever fell into a manhole before? I have—this summer. I wasn’t exactly pretty dripping with raw sewage. Even after climbing out, I couldn’t get rid of the stench. The smell was the residue of my own sin. Self-pity mostly. Everyday, all day, my analytical mind tried to figure out what was wrong. Why am I so depressed? So lazy? So critical? So Continue Reading
The Beauty of Worship
There's something powerful about worshipping God in song. I often scan the 1200 seats at my church during worship and pray for God to move in the hearts of men and women. Normally in the hearing impaired section, there are just a few people sitted. This particular service, there were three rows full.I caught a glimpse of God's glory as we sang "How Continue Reading