Remember

Remember

      Remember
When you sin –when you find yourself screwing up AGAIN — doesn’t it feel like the problem is, well… that specific sin? If you gossiped about a friend, you gotta tame that tongue. If you wasted an afternoon in self-pity, you need to make a better choice to take those thoughts captive next time. If you flew off the handle at your kids you need to work on that self-control. Sin is a sin problem. Duh, right?

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Under Cover

Under Cover

      Under Cover
This is a sensitive topic for me, but here goes. I have wrestled with my weight most of my adult life. I’m not saying I’ve been a candidate for a reality tv show or in need of bariatric surgery. But the struggle is real.

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I’m Sorry!

I’m Sorry!

      “I’m Sorry”
How often I speak these words! And even when I am not saying them aloud, I am saying them on the inside. Is this a woman-thing or a me-thing?

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The Mountain

The Mountain

      The Mountain
As I trek through this life with You, Jesus, it feels like we are climbing a steep mountain.  We progress up the side, handhold after handhold, scaling the face of this seemingly endless cliff.  My strength is nearly gone and the sun is fading.  But we find a cleft in the rock and gratefully ease ourselves into it for the night. 

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Death by Disapproval

Death by Disapproval

      Death by Disapproval
​I’m back and I’ve missed you! This year I’ve been busily working on a book.  It’s called Loner and if you stay tuned, I hope to be telling you more about that soon!  But as a result, I have sadly neglected my blog while I poured all of my writing energy into the book.  Sorry!  But here’s the good news.  Just two weeks ago — on Thanksgiving day, in fact — I finally finished Loner!  Yahoo!!!  Did you hear the fireworks and the marching band?!?!

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Hearing Voices

Hearing Voices

      Hearing Voices
Do you struggle to distinguish the voice of God from all the other “voices” in your head? Now — don’t hear what I’m not saying — I’m not accusing you of “hearing voices” or admitting the same of myself. But, you know what I mean… that constant internal nagging that I “shoulda, coulda, wish I woulda!” All the stuff we said (and spend the rest of the day wishing we wouldn’t have) the stuff we did (and hope no one ever reminds us of) or the stuff we failed to do (and fear that maybe God is quietly mad at us about it.) You know… that stuff!

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