Deleting a Selfie



A couple of weeks ago I took a “selfie.” It wasn’t flattering.  In fact it was downright ugly and needed to be deleted. It was a picture revealing a side of me I’d rather not admit I have. And no, I’m not talking about a self-taken photograph of myself. The “selfie” I’m referring to is self-pity.



I’m generally a very optimistic person, but something happened that

By |March 12th, 2014|11 Comments|

Letting Go



Forget the former things; do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland. Isaiah 43:18-19



When my family gets together we love to tell stories of days gone by. One family favorite is the infamous day I snuck outside during

By |March 5th, 2014|1 Comment|

Between a Rock & a Hard Place


Have you ever noticed that God has a way of bringing us to places that seem like insurmountable obstacles? Dead end jobs, impossible relationships and problems with no apparent solution lodge us smack dab in the middle of a rock and a hard place and we find ourselves crying, “Help! I’m stuck and I can’t move on.”


A couple of weeks ago I sat across

By |February 19th, 2014|0 Comments|

Check Out My New Look


Change is springing up all around me. I’m in a new home in a new area of town with lots of new experiences. Since I’m on a roll I thought I might as well get a makeover… a website makeover that is.

There’s nothing quite like a makeover, a move and new life experiences. They ignite passion again and cause me to dream about possibilities. What

By |February 13th, 2014|6 Comments|


Have you been wondering why you haven’t heard from me in a while? I’ve been MIA for three months… literally; missing in action, caught up in busyness, and lost in the weeds of moving.

All I can say is be careful what you ask for, you might get it. In July I posted about being chained to a season of stillness; ready to move on before God was ready to move me. Since then we’ve

By |October 30th, 2013|10 Comments|

Chained to a Season of Stillness

It’s the middle of the summer and moms everywhere have no doubt heard the dreaded two words, “I’m bored!”

Growing up my mother had a very creative way to handle this. She’d give me a chore to do, which wasn’t my idea of fun, but it did put an end to my boredom. You’d think I would have caught on to her scheme, but the truth was… I would rather be busy than bored.

I wish

By |July 16th, 2013|8 Comments|

Is Your Identity At Risk?

Help! I’d like to report a case of identity theft!

I assumed it would never happen to me so I didn’t recognize the obvious signs. The fact that I was being charged with things I didn’t recognize as mine should have been a clue.

While identity theft is a growing epidemic, it’s not a new crime. Identities have been being hijacked for centuries. Not by criminals who lurk in cyberspace looking for unsuspecting victims, but… by

By |July 2nd, 2013|4 Comments|

God Are You Up There?

Sometimes it feels like God has checked out, leaving nothing but a gone fishing sign on the door. We pray and we pray, but nothing changes. It’s frustrating to say the least. And, after a prolonged period of silence it can have a lasting effect on us. It did me.

I haven’t wanted to admit it, but since my battle with cancer I’ve been a little gun shy when it comes to my prayer life.

By |June 25th, 2013|4 Comments|


I tend to make everything all about me. I don’t mean to, it just happens.

Never have I been as aware of this as I was a couple of weeks ago when at a conference the speaker said, “God is saying to you, I MISS YOU!” It was only three words but they were powerful and I’ve been stuck on them ever since.

Here’s the deal… I know how important our prayer life is. Every message

By |May 28th, 2013|3 Comments|

I Want, I Want, I Want!

My Mama used to say, “You’ve got a bad case of the I wants!” She was right, and I still have them.

From the days when Jordache, Gloria Vanderbilt and Calvin Klein jeans ruled, I was never satisfied with my Levi’s. My beer pocket book and champagne taste, (another saying of my Mom’s), have always been diabolically opposed.

Over the years my wants grew from designer jeans to cars, houses, and the perfect image

By |May 14th, 2013|3 Comments|