The thing about being in the Potter's hands (Jeremiah 18, Isaiah 45) is that we don't always know what he's forming us into. Sometimes it might even seem like we're sitting on a shelf and waiting until He's ready to do something with us. Isaiah 45 taught us not to argue with the Potter about … Continue reading What to do while you wait
I confess, I've been known to take a shortcut or two. Time is a precious commodity in my life. Somehow, I'm convinced that I have less of it than most people, so occasionally, I improvise. Usually, it gets the job done so I don't sweat the small stuff. Still, there are suggested uses provided by … Continue reading Signs, Confusion and Forever
I'm all in and I'm not here at the same time Divided and conquered by complacency I'm willing and driven but my 'tranny'* has stalled when I should be moving forward I find myself slippin' The spirit is willing but the flesh is weak There's so much to be done but my brain's asleep Oh … Continue reading Tranny Slip Blues
I heard someone say once that our stories define us. I couldn't disagree more. Our stories contribute to our worldview. Our stories can impact or influence our actions and attitudes. They give us wisdom and sometimes strength. Sometimes we allow them to make us bitter. Still, only one thing can define us. We are defined … Continue reading Who are you?
I have no time to write today The busy fairies have carried me away I'll see you on the other side If the busy fairies bring me back alive
It's been a whirlwind of a week. School's back in session. The big kids started last Monday while the littlest guy comes to work everyday with me. I've been back at work for several weeks now since having the baby. Honestly, I didn't really take a maternity leave at all. I stayed away from the … Continue reading My Own Private Jungle
We've had a lot of rain over the past month here in Southwest Florida. The ground is saturated and consequently when more rain comes, we flood. The odd thing is that most of our street is high and dry, but our yard is a swamp. It's inconvenient in a lot of ways. We can't mow … Continue reading Random Beauty – Grace
This morning I wasn't myself. Don't ask me who I was...just someone different. All the things on my mind were hazy under the fog still attached to me from lack of sleep. Ambitions for coming endeavors sat numb on my tongue. Words came out but didn't really connect with my brain. I told the Lord … Continue reading A Note to my Future Self on Thankfulness
I've decided that doing dishes is a waste of time. They just grow back! Especially in my house with teenagers and their smaller siblings running rampant. They hide in dark corners and conspire about how to get yet ANOTHER cup when my back is turned. And it doesn't help that the older ones have learned … Continue reading Doing dishes is a waste of time. They just grow back!
I’m standing in a room alone. It’s dark, foggy, shadowy and gray. Before me, a mirror stands singularly. It’s the centerpiece of the room. It’s as if my presence there is more triviality than importance. Everything revolves around this monument of reflective glass. It haunts me. Though it has no voice, I can almost hear … Continue reading Behind the Broken Glass