Perfection is something I have not quite mastered (although I’m not about to admit it to my family). I wake up each morning sure of my perfection only to be slapped by the reality that I can’t do it all. Can’t isn’t really the word I should use. It’s more of a won’t thing for…
I went in search of an explanation about a Scripture I was reading. It happens that way for me sometimes. I start out down the path of A and discover revelation or explanation for B (when I was not even looking in that direction). I clicked in a few words and the search engine led…
The path to my success will be determined by me. I can learn from others. I can follow their advice. No matter how hard I try, or how much I want it, I will never be in a position to follow them. I am unique and therefore my path will be unique. There are s…
The one leaf blew across the field. Many of the other leaves fell around the base of the tree that had held on to them for so many months. A few of the leaves fell off just to the side of the tree. The lone leaf held on until it found a breeze that would…
The Scripture I read this morning reminded me that it all came through God and remains only in and through God. I speak often of the fact that God is my provision. Sometimes a job is the conduit of that provision. Sometimes other people are the conduits of the provision. I still needed the reminder…
“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…
I want my blessings. Shows that offer extreme makeovers for families and individuals leave me wondering why they have not shown up at my house. Before the tornadoes swept through the area in April of 2011, I would have given you a list of things that needed improvement in my home. Now my list is…
Smash! All of the plates that I had been spinning with such perfection now were in pieces all around me. It was not pretty. I thought I could do it all. I thought I could keep them going. I thought I could make it work. Maybe I should have put a little more effort into…
I am not perfect, but I was designed to be perfection. That means the potential currently resides in me to live in that perfection. The question then becomes what holds me back? Choice – as much as I hate to admit it – my own choices drag me out of the potential for perfection and…
My husband gave me a framed copy of “The Road Not Taken” by Robert Frost. The poem about two roads diverging held a prominent place in our home from day one. I felt that my husband was honoring my journey of walking down my own path. In April 2011, our home sat in the path…