My Husband Loves Me
I don’t think there is ANYTHING more honorable or important that a wife can say than “My husband loves me.”
Scripture says for wives to respect their husbands and for husbands to love their wives. I think it was written this way because women NATURALLY love, but we do not NATURALLY respect. We can be quite disrespectful in how we look at, think about and talk about our husbands. I know I have been very disrespectful in how I spoke about my husband over the years and it should come as no surprise that I have been hard for him to love.
Slime & Swim for the Gold
I have the oddest dreams sometimes.
Let me preface this dream by explaining to you how much I LOVE swimming and how AMAZING I am at it!
I’ve never LOVED being in the water. I remember some fun times in the water as a kid, but I don’t remember wanting to get in the water. I didn’t really KNOW how to swim, but I could doggie paddle and I knew how to float. I tended to unintentionally swallow a good deal of water and…
The Altar
For years, I came to God feeling so empty, hungry, and desperate.
I was unaware that spiritual laws governed this natural world.
I would cry out and cry out, “LORD, I’m so hungry….”
I felt as though my cries fell on deaf ears until one day in a way I could hear, He answered.
I’m hungry, not because I don’t eat, but because I fill my soul with lies that there is something this world has to offer that can satisfy that deep longing within me…that there is someone, a human, who can satisfy that deep hunger.
There isn’t.
Inconvenient Truth
here is a reality that sits in my soul as an inconvenient truth, we can’t FORCE anyone else to see what we see, and even if we could, we can’t force them to care.
I often feel burdened mentally or emotionally by the weight of the “needs” surrounding me in a way that it seems few others do. In recovery, my attempts to meet the “needs” surrounding me tends to get labeled co-dependency. We live in a very “me-centric” society and…
Everyone is Dying These Days!
Yesterday my daughter announced to whomever she was talking to on the phone on her way out the door, “I don’t know…everyone’s dying these days!”
She went on to explain to whomever was on the phone that in November, her aunt, my sister’s childhood best friend, suddenly died of a heart attack as she was fighting a bad case of bronchitis. Christmas Eve, one of our cats was hit by a car out front of our house and died. Three days after Christmas…
Groundhog’s Day
Apparently, today is Groundhog’s Day…
Nearly 58% of Americans say they trust the groundhog, Phil’s, prediction for the arrival of spring. It draws millions of viewers online and last year they had a record breaking attendance for the in-person event in Pennsylvania, 55,000 people.
The most recent statistic, that I found from 2023, said that only 20% of Americans believe that the Bible is the Word of God (down from 30% in 2002). In the same breath, about 49% believe…
Forgetting What’s Behind
I have the unique experience of having spoken with hundreds and hundreds of people on an extremely intimate basis over the years. My husband says that complete strangers tell me their deepest darkest secrets within five minutes of meeting them, and it’s true.
I’m thinking about a woman I met while on vacation a few months ago. My husband and I were waiting at a restaurant for our take out dinner to be prepared when I noticed…
Audience of One
In the fall of 2025, the LORD showed me a vision:
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Imagine a vintage, cavernous theater. The stage vast in depth and width commands your attention, draped with long red curtains trimmed in golden tassels suddenly drawn back.
At center-right stage stands a single ballerina of a ballet blanc, her long flowing white dress catching…
Prepare the Way
Before you go on a hike, preparation is key. Depending on the specific journey, you will need to pack the right equipment, wear appropriate clothing, and carry enough food and water, all while keeping your backpack as light as possible.
The start of the trail is often fueled by excitement and adrenaline. It begins pretty easy, but as you continue for hours, fatigue and even pain may start to kick in. You race against the clock to get…
Not in the Clouds
God is not in the clouds beckoning us to draw near,
But those clouds reflect His glory and remind us that He’s here;
God is not in the mighty waves that lap upon the shore,
He made those to remind us predictability is not a bore;
God is not all around us, in everything we see,
But He authored every hair and blade including you and me.
All nature sings a song with evidence so clear,
Reminding us about His LOVE and that His LOVE is near;
If You Can’t Beat Them
As you read this, know that I am not sad, depressed or hopeless. I’m full of peace and the joy of the LORD. I’m also sitting with the LORD about what can be done to turn things around in our society. Our need for a Savior is the most important need of our lives; always has been and always will be. Our need for Wisdom, which is found in the Holy Spirit of God, is at an all time high.
I woke up this morning with my heart CRYING out, “WAKE UP O SLEEPER”…
A Book No One Would Read
As you read this, know that I am not sad, depressed or hopeless. I’m full of peace and the joy of the LORD. I’m also sitting with the LORD about what can be done to turn things around in our society. Our need for a Savior is the most important need of our lives; always has been and always will be. Our need for Wisdom, which is found in the Holy Spirit of God, is at an all time high.
I woke up this morning with my heart CRYING out, “WAKE UP O SLEEPER”…
Cat Litter Sundae
Last month, a friend of mine was having some struggles with her son. He was not turning in school assignments, acted indifferent about it and she didn’t know what to do. Based on what she told me, I thought this young man might be more depressed than actively choosing rebellion. He is a smart kid who I believe wants good things out of life.
She wanted to bring him over for the three of us to talk. I considered for a moment and told her that if she…
‘Twas the Night before Silence (Part 2)
I would LOVE to tell you everything that I experienced during my silent retreat last week, give you a MASSIVE word dump of my time, but I feel to slowly unpack both my experience and revelations as I spent three days and three nights silently conversing with the LORD.
Silently conversing. Sounds like an oxymoron doesn’t it? How can you be silent and in a conversation? With God, it is nearly impossible to have one otherwise. How can that be?
‘Twas the Night before Silence (Part 1)
I’m heading to a monastery called the Abbey at Gethsemeni in Trappist Kentucky for a silent retreat tomorrow. I will be there for five days. It will be my third year and I’m looking forward to the solitude.
Solitude = the state or situation of being alone.
Three years ago, solitude felt lonely and disconnected from humanity in a way that left me feeling somewhere between sad and depressed. Alone, the enemy had…
Hot Chocolate Change
Do commercials ever get you?
Tonight while I’m preparing for a sermon in the morning, my husband is watching a football game. I don’t know if it was the music or the wintery wonderland scene, but this commercial caught my attention.
There was a little girl sitting in the back of her family’s SUV selling hot chocolate. She sells A BUNCH of…
When I Can’t Call Him Daddy (Part 2)
There is something significant about the titles we use both for people and for God. There’s an emotional response we have to the words we choose. When we’re feeling snuggly with a partner, we might call them honey or babe. When we are feeling affectionate with our kids, we might call them peanut or sweetheart, but when we’re irritated with them, we might use their first, middle and last name aggressively to make a point.
When I Can’t Call Him Daddy (Part 1)
Does the idea of calling God “Daddy” seem offensive to you?
I don’t blame you! When I first started having these conversations with God where He addressed me as “Baby Girl” or “Little One,” referring to Himself as “Daddy,” MANY people told me that it seems weird, creepy or even disturbing.
I was told that the term daddy reminded some people of…
Cookies in Your Purse
This morning the LORD woke me up with the idea of writing blog posts. I didn’t realize it was Him. I simply woke up thinking about writing and laid in bed researching how I could get paid to do it. It wasn’t long before I was clicking on links and creating a resume on Indeed.
Did I consult the LORD during my three hours of browsing?
No, I didn’t.
Have you ever found yourself in…