“That was like work.” I had used the same phrase for the second time in almost as many days. My first encounter with the phrase happened when I had a photo shoot with Jeff White out of Huntsville, Alabama. He walked me through the process and had me laughing most of the time. It was…
My father in law hears what he wants to hear. It can make life very interesting and often difficult. I put the phenomena off to his being an old man (or maybe just a man . . . cause you KNOW how they can be). He has his way and I guessed that he felt…
Working full time as a writer doing freelance work and work of my own can be a juggling act on the best days and a tightrope act on some of the worst. I have to find a way to balance the work for pay with the writing for passion (which is also starting to…
It took a moment for me to realize there was a problem. The quiet alerted me. Anytime the seven year old gets quiet, I get concerned. My worries were compounded when his door was locked. He was doing something that he knew he should not be doing or he would not have locked the door….
My cat got a plastic bag wrapped around her back paw. I did not witness the initial encounter, but I got to see the aftermath. She had never been fond of plastic bags. The sound of one rattling would send her scurring from the room. Having a plastic bag chase her had turned her into…
“In your patienceyou possess your soul.” Luke 21:19 NKJV I read the words again. My online reader lets me click a word and do a search in the concordance – so I did. Christ died so that I might live, so how could I do anything to “possess” my soul? I do nothing because He…
Do you want to be a success? I have only met a few people that wanted to settle for mediocre or just enough – they had no desire to succeed. Not many people are naturally inclined to settle in failure (and anything less than your personal best could qualify). Most people want success, whatever that…
“I know that is true, but then things happen or something comes up and I end up doubting what I know.” Life is full of these moments – where reality and faith collide. My husband and I faced one of them down on the back porch just this past week. I shared my belief. He…
Are you listening? That still, small voice beckons – even now as I stomp around in my own directions and my own determinations making so much racket that I hear nothing but myself. That still small voice continues – despite the noise I create; despite my disregard; despite the direction I demand. Seven years ago,…
Life has a way of finding excuses. I decide if those excuses will be the driver or just something on the side of the road that I pass by. The day started with a crash – literally. I went out on the porch to see what had fallen over only to be left without an…