Confessions

One hundred eleven days… I ate ice cream.  I confess, and I’m not sorry… well, at least not until tomorrow morning when the scale decides to be mean to me.  It’s always the scale’s fault, never mine ;).  A few months ago I went through a period of time when I felt...

Fulfill Your Ministry

One hundred twelve days… I ended the first chapter of my book telling you Paul and I had finally claimed victory.  So, what is victory exactly?  What if the prayer you’ve been praying for years is never answered?  Does that mean you are not victorious?  No, it...

“Simple Dreams”

One hundred thirteen days… Do you remember the old Disney lyric, “A Dream is a Wish Your Heart Makes?”  By nature, I am a dreamer, and this girl’s almost 40-year-old heart has been dreaming up a storm since birth.  I spoke in an earlier post of how my dreams have...

Childlike Resilience

One hundred fourteen days… I’m not feeling well.  As I’m typing, all I can think of is the hideous amount of germs that must be covering this keyboard.  While I sneeze, cough, blow my nose, throw the tissue behind me and repeat the process, I’m remembering being a kid...

Charlie Brown Grief

One hundred fifteen days… If you read the introduction to my book, you learned I struggled with grief.  As I continue to blog more of my book, you will quickly become aware of how earth-shattering it was for me.  I will always struggle with a certain amount of grief,...

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