Dear friends who are here, I could use a little pick me up prayer today. I said I’d be true to myself in this place even when it’s hard or embarrassing… the truth is I am overwhelmed with work, which I am thankful to have, there is the need to make a living, but also
Inspiration
Sufficient.
When a human says something will be sufficient for us, we feel pretty good about it if it’s someone we trust. When He says His grace is sufficient for us (II Corin 12:9), there is no ‘if’ and what greater weight His promise has! We can fill in the blank in any situation on any
I am blind.
I ready this story the other day and it just said something to me so I thought I’d share. You may have heard it before but it never hurts to hear a reminder…. we are so blessed. A blind man sat on the steps of a building with a hat by his feet. He held
Coach and Compass.
I know without a doubt there are many of you reading this who can relate but quite simply, I am a scattered wandering soul, mostly in my head. I think I’m intelligent, although I do stupid things all the time. I think I’m capable of doing almost anything. I love challenges. And for a person
The trip that didn’t happen.
Last week, B and I were scheduled to leave on a beach trip as sort of a last beach hoorah before winter and I was ready to celebrate the end of a crazy photography season. B had taken off Friday and Monday and we were leaving Friday morning. I stayed up late every night working
Have a crazy good weekend…
Here’s to Friday y’all, another end to another week as the sands of time get faster… oops, got sidetracked! I just pray for your weekend to be full of fantabulous moments for you and yes, for me too! In fact, I challenge you to do one thing, just one thing, that just makes you doggone
Dadgum it, God.
My old friend, this tree. It sits exactly a mile from my house and I drive past it every day. I affectionally call it ‘my’ tree although it sits on the farm of a neighboring family, a family precious to me who would likely move it to my yard if they could. Many days though,
Down the drain.
Earlier today, I stood in the shower and cried. I even cry trying to type this. It is difficult. Some of you who know me may think, when is this girl going to get a grip… oh wait, I think that was me saying that. I just know I created this space to make myself
Path Made Clear.
I don’t know why but I often fight off the urge to buy things that certain people say are great. Is that not the stupidest thing you’ve ever heard?! It’s like I am convinced there’s no way I can like it as much as everybody says. When it came to this book, I will admit
Calling All Daymakers!
I don’t know about you but I feel so much better when I can lay my head down at night and know I did something to make someone smile that day. When my kids were little, I had one of many genius ideas where I told my kids that each night they had to tell
Yesaholic Rehab.
Last week, I followed my heart and said no to something. I wish I could explain how hard that was for me. I just never say no, even when my heart is screaminng, “You idiot!”. I have more to share on this later in an upcoming Yesaholic series but for now, I just need to
On the Anvil.
I was rereading this book recently for about the fifth or sixth time and I thought, you know, I need to share this because if it means so much to me, it may to someone else! I read this book when it first came out in 2008 simply because one of my favorite authors, Max
