Deer Lord, Rifle-Shot Prayers
This is for all of my deer hunter friends. A little hunting season homage to praying without ceasing. I love the light-hearted look that the Skit Guys put on this (I am pretty sure I have uttered some...
View ArticleA Reflection….A Resolution
Happy New Year! What a great day for sleeping in and taking naps and football. Lots and lots of football! I have 5 sleeping boys in the basement, 2 sleeping girls upstairs, cinnamon rolls fresh from...
View ArticleLaughing Along With Sarah
Chickens are really noisy but I think I might prefer the noise to the silence. (Read my last post, A Tangled Mess and Chicken Thoughts to understand what I mean.) The tangles are working their way out...
View ArticleWalking On Water Or Drowning In It
Eight weeks ago two things happened. I ran for the first time in 8 months (and not again since!) and the next day our basement flooded. Three inches of water covered our basement from wall to wall...
View ArticleIs Jesus alone enough?
I am working my way through Alan Stadtmiller’s book, Praying For Your Elephants for the second time because of excerpts like the one above. Challenging, with substance and biblical backing and deeper...
View ArticleA Playlist Mashup – Life and Death
“Will you be going to the cemetery?” “Yes.” The magnet thumps dully against the metal as the flag declaring our intentions is put on the roof of the car. The sky is a brilliant blue, unfit for grief...
View ArticleThere Goes My Life…
Being a mom is one of my very favorite thing to be. It really isn’t a secret, if you know me, this is one of the things you must know. For all of my fellow moms, step-moms, grandmas, aunts,...
View ArticleDehydration – The Word of the Week
Fraternities and sororities have a version of it, the Navy SEALS have their version, in our house Monday morning ushered in our own version of Hell Week. Football and volleyball conditioning began,...
View ArticleWhen The Alarm Does (or Doesn’t) Go Off
A door downstairs flew open, jarring me from my peaceful sleep. “Oh NO! What time is it?!” Fumbling for my phone to check the time I see that we had already overslept an hour. I was tumbling out of...
View ArticleA Blind Mile
It was over a month ago that I was sitting on the floor in the back corner of a church in Guatemala City, listening to Sunday morning’s message, translated so that I could understand it. The message...
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