Friday, December 25, 2009


A Sign of the Times

A little girl climbed onto Santa's lap, Santa asked the usual,

"And what would you like for Christmas?"

The child stared at him open mouthed and horrified for a minute, then gasped:

"Didn't you get my E-mail?"

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

Even if it means to be still!

I recently received an email from Tracy that uncorked something deep inside of me.

As I’ve shared below in “From August to February” this season in life has been extraordinarily intense. I feel like I’ve been all the way from glory to a deep dark pit where the oxygen is limited. Writing has always been so cathartic, and yet I have put the proverbial pen down.

I have been grieving a loss and feeling guilty for grieving. What juxtaposition!

You see the Lord gave me a clear promise many years ago. I felt His call on my heart for ministry. It’s a fierce and unrelenting call. It took me many years to even let such a thing slip from my mouth as I felt it would be laughable, so I left it my secret and served the church with vigor passion. You see I’m good at “doing”!
Eventually I met with my pastor and shared my heart; it took another five years just to have the nerve to announce it publicly.

“Why me, I am from the wrong side of the track with NO denominational couth? In fact I have no couth whatsoever. I laugh at crass jokes; I love leopard print and red lipstick, I’m loud and flashy. I audibly told the Lord, “Lord I will give up my sparkles and color for You”! He must have had a big smile on His face. Not because that is what He expected, but because of my vision of what it took to follow Him. A suit, flat shoes, bottle rim glasses, with large theologically savvy words fluidly spilling from a mouth, with no hint of red.

I see now He wasn’t calling me to change me, He was calling me to be who He made me to be while allowing Him to have the reigns in my life. He wanted to percolate my life with His healing, His Glory, His Spirit and His grace.

I “signed the dotted line” into full time ministry and as the pen left the paper, life turned upside down. Our church family came under a major attack. The battle lines were drawn and it was immediately apparent that I needed sufficient “oil in my lamp of readiness”! I was determined to stand and fight with everything I had. This was no little tug of war such as …”The music is too loud, or can we sing hymns” no, this was a full on affront to the Bride of Christ that took us to the gates of hell. It was violent quake of evil where the sulfur overtook our nostrils and the flames licked the hem or our garments!

When God is about to reposition your life Know that the devil will begin to attack!

As it turned out, it took a good part of ‘me’. Purging oft does. After a year and a half of battle I was spent. I questioned God. “Is this what I signed up for? Are you serious God? You tell us that YOU cause all things to work together for good, to those who love You and are the called according to Your purpose”?
I did not quit. You see I’m good at “doing”! I buried the question in a corner of my heart and continued my classes and in ministry with even more gusto and made sure I had sufficient “oil in my lamp of readiness”.

Jump ahead a year or so and one class short of becoming an ordained minister. Our church is beginning to heal with a palpable heartbeat. Hope is returning. Within my grasp is the realization of what He put on my heart as a child.


A major shift/tragedy in our family… the “prize” slips out of my reach yet again.

You see I’m good at “doing”, sitting still, not so much. It became evident that He was calling me to be still and the tears that were held up behind a dam in my heart, threatening to flood my soul in anguish, was released.

This is where my friend Tracy comes in. A random email with Psalm46:10 Be still and know that I am God! I am King over all.”


It only takes a moment reflection of His suffering to realize what we experience on this earth is but a drop of His blood that He shed for us.

God is big enough to hold us together, to be intimately acquainted with all the circumstances of our lives, he does not always change the circumstances but He does have a purpose thru those circumstances.

I will to be prepared for Christ's banquet and watchful enough to have sufficient oil in my lamp of readiness and will remain vigilant for Jesus
Even if it means to be still!

Oh I have not forgotten the call; it beats wildly in my heart as it ever did, but my Jesus alone is the prize!

Words and Music by Reuben Morgan

Hide me now
Under your wings
Cover me
within your mighty hand

When the oceans rise and thunders roar
I will soar with you above the storm
Father you are king over the flood
I will be still and know you are God

Find rest my soul
In Christ alone
Know his power
In quietness and trust

Friday, September 4, 2009

Funny Friday

Bubba Had Shingles

Those of us who spend much time in a doctor's office should appreciate this! Doesn't it seem more and more that physicians are running their practices like an assembly line? Here's what happened to Bubba:

Bubba walked into a doctor's office and the receptionist asked him what he had. Bubba said: 'Shingles.' So she wrote down his name, address, medical insurance number and told him to have a seat.
Fifteen minutes later a nurse's aide came out and asked Bubba what he had..Bubba said, 'Shingles.' So she wrote down his height, weight, a complete medical history and told Bubba to wait in the examining room.
A half hour later a nurse came in and asked Bubba what he had. Bubba said, 'Shingles..' So the nurse gave Bubba a blood test, a blood pressure test, an electrocardiogram, and told Bubba to take off all his clothes and wait for the doctor.
An hour later the doctor came in and found Bubba sitting patiently in the nude and asked Bubba what he had. Bubba said, 'Shingles.' The doctor asked, 'Where?'Bubba said, 'Outside on the truck. Where do you want me to unload 'em??'

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Strike up the band!

Psalm 149:3 (The Message)

Hallelujah! Sing to God a brand-new song, praise him in the company of all who love him. Let all Israel celebrate their Sovereign Creator, Zion's children exult in their King. Let them praise his name in dance; strike up the band and make great music! And why? Because God delights in his people, festoons plain folk with salvation garlands!

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Tuesday's Quotes

I'm happy that I have brought laughter because I have been shown by many the value of it in so many lives, in so many ways. ~ Lucille Ball~

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Where would You like to meet?

First, I apologize for the lack of content lately. I've heard lately that blogging is dead, and you should just "Facebook or Twitter". Well, there is definitely some value to Twitter … I update it frequently and those updates sometimes go to my FB But the truth is – I’ve got some pretty substantial things to write about – I just haven’t had the chance. I want to share a simple, yet profound “word” that I got from a bit, but first I must share how I got this Word.

Due to life's hectic crazy schedule, changes and shifts (see below blog "FROM AUGUST TO FEBRUARY) I've struggled to find my 'conversation' with Jesus. How do you meet with Jesus in a crowded world? I haven't lost Him but the intimate times we shared and the word pictures He would give me have dwindled significantly.

So I asked the Lord "where would you like to meet"? Almost immediately I sensed the need to get quiet, alone and still. Not something I excel at. I walked around my house with anticipation, almost as if I would walk in a room and see a light from Heaven peering down on the perfect location. Didn't happen. So I decided to turn off my phone, turn off the computer and just lie across my comfy bed wrapped up in my cushiony Down comforter. Ahhh

I didn't speak or hum, I just repeatedly asked Jesus to meet with me. It didn't take long and my imagination went to a beautiful forest. The sun was setting and it was drizzling, off in the distance was small campfire blazing. I walked towards the warmth of the fire. As I walked I sensed the cares of the world pressing in on every side threatening to steal this time away. "Lord help me, I need this time with You!"
By the fire were three tree stumps and on one layed a pair of keys.
I was like "HUH....Yoo Hoo I'm here" Lol
I don't excel at patience either.
I just stood there, anxiously waiting....and waiting. I could sense myself becoming anxious and desperate in my Hunger to commune with Him, the Lover of my soul.
I picked up the keys and swirled them around from the key ring on one finger, just fidgeting looking to and fro.

I decided to just sit and wait. I held tightly to the keys as if they were somehow an answer to an equation. The breeze picked up and the flames danced in rhythm. I could feel His presence, His warmth and His acceptance of me, Oh how I need that. As I continued to hold those keys I sensed HIS ASSURANCE. Wow that is exactly what I needed at that moment.
Though I did not see Him I knew He was with me and He was reminding me not to be afraid. He was refreshing my memory that He was indeed alive. That He had met mans worst enemy and overcame it. With Him, not even death and Hades are unconquerable. HE HAS THE KEYS!!!!

I got it! I jumped up and danced around my room. Tripping a few times over random messiness on my floor but dancing nonetheless.

This was my profound Word!!!!!!!! I couldn't remember the verse and was too impatient to thumb through my Bible so I googled it people. Ha I googled "Keys to life and death" Yikes,
I had turned the computer off and I would have to wait a whole minute for it to come back to life.

So, if you’re up to the challenge … pull yourself away … close your door … calm your soul … and say “Jesus, where would you like to meet?” and simply write down the place that comes to mind in your imagination.
I want to fall deeper in love with You Lord!!

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Thursday, June 11, 2009

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Tuesday's Quotes

“If you ever start feeling like you have the goofiest, craziest, most dysfunctional family in the world, all you have to do is go to a state fair. Because five minutes at the fair, you'll be going, 'you know, we're alright. We are dang near royalty.”
Jeff Foxworthy

Monday, June 8, 2009

Laughing with

Friday, June 5, 2009

Funny Friday

~ Love to Laugh

Read this story sometime back. It continues to circulate....and contues to make me give a hearty laugh. This one is called


We had this great 10-year-old cat named Jack who justrecently died.
Jack was a great cat, and the kids would carry him aroundand sit on him and nothing ever bothered him.

He used to hang out and nap all day long on the mat in our bathroom.

We have three kids, and at the time of this story, they were 4 years old, 3 years old, and 1 year old. The middle one is Eli. Eli really loved Chapstick. LOVED it.

He kept asking to use my Chapstick and then would lose it. Finally one day I showed him where in the bathroom I keep my Chapstick and explained he could use it whenever he wanted to, but he needed to put it right back in the drawer after he finished.

That year on Mother's Day, we were having the typical rusharound and try to get ready for church with everyone crying and carrying on. My two boys were fighting over the toy in the cereal box. I was trying to nurse my little one at the same time I was putting on my make-up.

Everything was amess, and everyone had long forgotten that this was awonderful day to honor me and the amazing job that is motherhood. We finally had the older one and the baby loaded in the car and I was looking for Eli. I searched everywhere and I finally went into the bathroom. There was Eli.

He was applying my Chapstick very carefully to Jack's ... rear end. Eli looked right into my eyes and said, 'Chapped.'

Now if you have a cat, you know that he is right -- their littlebottoms do look pretty chapped. And, frankly, Jack didn'tseem to mind. The only question to ask at that point waswhether it Was the FIRST time Eli had done that to the cat'sbehind or the hundredth!?!

And THAT is my favorite Mother's Day moment ever because it reminds us that no matter how hard we try to civilize these glorious little creatures, there will always be that day when you realize they've been using your Chapstick on the cat's butt.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Keep dancing

Yesterday my friend Tracy sent me an email “7 keys to starting a movement”

I love Carlos Whittaker’s passion and writings. Tracy turned me on to his blog sometime ago.
When I opened her email, clicked on the link, read the 7 keys and then watched the video… well as I told her, “the Holy Spirit jumped inside of me”. I watched that man dancing and all that came to mind was


I love what Tracy said on her blog…”watching people be unleashed.”
Oh to embrace the power and miraculous works of the Holy Spirit. If we could discover who we are in Christ, be ourselves, use our God given gifts to set in motion the full potential available through God's Holy Spirit. ... "Unleash our Purpose”…Oh my we could set the world ablaze for Jesus! Amen

We decided to blog together on this one. I don’t mind “dancing” alone, but prefer to grab my Bff’s by the wrist and drag their behinds out with me. I am honored to be one of your “first dancers” Tracita.

Some of my words that came to my mind in relation to “MOVEMENT” were
· Alteration
· Stirring
· Shift
· Momentum
· Adventure!

Straight from Carlos' blog!

A few things I think we can learn from this video.
1. One man can start a movement.
2. A movement need not be started by the most skilled member of the movement.
3. When beginning your movement and you look around and no one else is joining the dance, just keep dancing.
4. When the one guy who joins your movement slowly fades away, keep going.
5. Before you know it, the people joining your movement won’t even know you started it.
6. When your movement takes a life of its own, just let go. There will be no stopping it.
7. The very people who are staring at you like your nuts as you movement alone, will be the very same people dancing the hardest in the end.


Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Guest Blog day

I have had this idea since my friend TRACY got me a blogging.
To have guests join in from time to time with their ideas, musings, inspirations or just plum funny stories.
My friend Laurie is an amazing writer and I am thrilled to share "THOUGHTS FROM LAURIE" and to "lock keyboards" in this blogosphere.

“I Am Ma’am, Hear Me Moan!”
Ok, so when did I pass over from ‘Miss’ to ‘Ma’am’?
I know it’s been going on for a while, but maybe I’m just feeling older today and more sensitive to the title! Maybe it happened the same day I looked down at my hand and was sure it was my mother’s hand! Or the day those funny little brown spots appeared on my arms. Oh sure, I tried to pass them off as ‘freckles’, but I’m pretty sure freckles don’t come in that size! Was it when those random, long black hairs started popping out in strange places – like the middle of the back of my thigh? Was it when I smiled and all the ‘smile wrinkles’ stayed long after the smile had dissipated? Or was it when I complained to my younger, beautiful female doctor about some of the ‘strange’ things that are happening to my body and she just patted me on the shoulder and prescribed antidepressants? (You just wait honey! Your day will come!

I really don’t know, but it has happened. And why, may I ask, does it always have to be some cute young thing that says it? “Are you finding everything alright, ma’am?” “Can I help you with your groceries, ma’am?” “May I push your wheelchair for you, ma’am?”

Ok, so maybe I’m exaggerating just a bit, but when I hear ‘Ma’am’ I feel like I’ve gone from 45 to 105 in less than two seconds flat! I guess I should just enjoy the fact that someone is showing respect?

…naaaa! It just sounds old!

The problem is I DON’T FEEL OLD! I feel young and sexy and the same, if not better, than at other times in my life and for that I’m grateful.

When I hang out with my daughters I feel more like a sister than a mom! That is until I’ve picked out an item of clothing I think they would look cute in and they politely inform me “that would look good on you, mom”. That’s the universal phrase for “that’s the ugliest thing I’ve ever seen!!!”

Or my youngest daughter tells me she loves that flabby section of my upper arm – you know the section I’m talking about ladies – she loves the way it jiggles back and forth – it reminds her of grandma! Ahhh!!!

I guess there certainly could be worse things in life than this dilemma (though none are coming to mind at the moment.) Don’t get me wrong…I love being a mom and a wife, and having just a tiny bit more wisdom than I did 20 years ago. I love that my kids are more and more independent and I’m not lugging around diaper bags and car seats.

I love being married to a man who is my best friend and who I can just jump in the car with and go on a ‘date’! I love that I can impart advice to a younger wife & mom because I’ve been there and done that – not always well, but I have done it and maybe they can learn from some of my successes as well as my mistakes? No, I wouldn’t trade any of this for the world!

I guess it is just all part of the circle of life (Lion King music playing softly in the background Tiny Music Note Pictures, Images and Photos), but I don’t have to go quietly, right? Maybe this ma’am thing isn’t so bad. Maybe I will wear it like a badge and take what I have learned and encourage other women who will someday cross over into the world of ‘ma’am’hood.
I am Ma’am hear me roar!


Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Tuesday's Quotes

Anyone who stops learning is old, whether this happens at twenty or eighty. Anyone who keeps on learning not only remains young, but becomes constantly more valuable regardless of physical capacity.
~Harvey Ullman~

Sunday, May 31, 2009

From August to February

Life is a process of beginnings and endings. In both life and nature, there are times when things move slowly and don't seem to change very much. Then, suddenly, things change quickly. Moving from August to September, the weather changes gradually at first, and then it seems that suddenly summer is over. It is the same in our lives; transitions are as natural as the changing seasons.

Life transitions are challenging because they force us to let go of the familiar and face the future with a feeling of vulnerability.

That is where we are at right now. Been here before but now……well we have moved from August to February in a blink of an eye. March 2009 completely changed the map of our lives. My beautiful, vibrant and funny mother in law had a stroke. God’s hand was upon her, her deficits are not visible, but insidious they lay in her memory and thought processes. She has devotedly taken care of her husband, my father in law over the last few years who is ravaged by Parkinson’s.

Any significant loss makes most people feel fearful and anxious. My future is filled with questions, and I’m afraid. I am anxious and my life is disrupted. Behind is the familiar, present… the very unfamiliar. There is an awareness of feeling completely unprepared, unqualified, shocked, sad, and confused. I want to learn to identify and express my feelings. It's normal for me to try to push away feelings of fear and anxiety.

This transition however gives me…gives us, a chance to discover our family’s strengths and a chance to explore a new life with new adventures. We now are caring for our children and our parents. God has orchestrated in all His Majesty and omniscience an opportunity for us to serve and care for family in such a way I never thought possible.

The positive side I see right now is an opportunity to assess the direction our lives in the path we are taking. This is a chance to grow and learn. I pray this time of reflection will result in a sense of renewal, stability, and a new equilibrium.

I have a sense to rush through this transition, to get back to the norm. To get my in-laws moved in…to get back to the norm. But this is the norm now and I sense the Holy Spirit saying “Don't be in a rush”. I don’t excel at feeling insecure, anxious or vulnerable. Come Holy Spirit; come with Your quiet rustlings. Help me hear all that you are whispering to me... ”Be still and know that I am God!”

What does God promise his people?

He promises us relief from all troubles in the next world and relief from some troubles in this life. Faithful people throughout the centuries witness to dramatic deliverances from sickness, from financial woes, from all manner of troubles. Flesh-and-blood human beings have testified to our Father’s healing presence in times of troubles with a supernatural peace that passes all understanding.

Sometimes we aren't relieved by God. Sometimes we merely endure through faith. This isn't such a bad thing. We are never nearer to God than when we are troubled. In times of comfort and ease we forget Him. In the worst of times, we suddenly remember, "Ah, what if I asked God for help?"
Sometimes the answer is the help we pray for. Sometimes the answer is "Lean on me, and you will survive and thrive."

As I journal, and as I seek the Lord I am continually reminded of His promises. I hunger and thirst for His Word….for more of Him. Lord I hold Your hand ever so tightly through these changing seasons!

Psalm 73:25-26 Whom have I in heaven but you? I desire you more than anything on earth. My health may fail, and my spirit may grow weak, but God remains the strength of my heart; he is mine forever.

Psalm 119:50 Remember your promise to me, for it is my only hope. Your promise revives me; it comforts me in all my troubles.

Psalm 23:1-4 The LORD is my shepherd; I have everything I need. He lets me rest in green meadows; he leads me beside peaceful streams. He renews my strength. He guides me along right paths, bringing honor to his name.
Even when I walk through the dark valley of death, I will not be afraid, for you are close beside me. Your rod and your staff protect and comfort me.

Psalm 18:2 The LORD is my rock, my fortress, and my savior; my God is my rock, in whom I find protection. He is my shield, the strength of my salvation, and my stronghold. .

Psalm 46:1-2 God is our refuge and strength, always ready to help in times of trouble. So we will not fear, even if earthquakes come and the mountains crumble into the sea.
Psalm 71:20 You have allowed me to suffer much hardship, but you will restore me to life again and lift me up from the depths of the earth.

Psalm 147:3 He heals the brokenhearted, binding up their wounds.

Isaiah 41:10 "Don't be afraid, for I am with you. Do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you. I will help you. I will uphold you with my victorious right hand."

Isaiah 43:2 "When you go through deep waters and great trouble, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown! When you walk through the fire of oppression, you will not be burned up; the flames will not consume you. For I am the LORD, your God, the Holy One of Israel, your Savior."

Matthew 10:29-31 "Not even a sparrow, worth less than a penny, can fall to the ground without your Father knowing it. And the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don't be afraid; you are more valuable to him than a whole flock of sparrows."

Matthew 11:28-30 Jesus said, "Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke fits perfectly, and the burden I give you is light."

2 Corinthians 4:8, 16-17
We are pressed on every side by troubles, but we are not crushed and broken. We are perplexed, but we don't give up and quit.
That is why we never give up. Though our bodies are dying, our spirits are being renewed every day. For our present troubles are quite small and won't last very long. Yet they produce for us an immeasurably great glory that will last forever!

Friday, May 29, 2009


Love to laugh!
Everyonce in a while I run across a "dumb blonde" joke that gives me a little tickle. Being that I've been blonde many times in my life AND that I have many such moments under my belt, I feel qualified to approach a thing such as this! So from time to time I will have an honorary "Blonde" moment to share~
Sick Leave
I urgently needed a few days off work, but, I knew the Boss would notallow me to take leave. I thought that maybe if I acted 'Crazy' then he would tell me to take afew days off. So I hung upside-down on the ceiling and made funny noises. My co-worker (who's blonde) asked me what I was doing. I told her that I was pretending to be a light bulb so that the Bossmight think I was 'Crazy' and give me a few days off. A few minutes later the Boss came into the office and asked, 'What inthe name of good golly are you doing?' I told him I was a light bulb. He said, 'You are clearly stressed out.' Go home and recuperate for acouple of days.' I jumped down and walked out of the office... When my co-worker (the blonde) followed me, the Boss asked her, '..Andwhere do you think you're going?!'
(You're gonna love this....)
She said,
'I'm going home, too. I can't work in the dark . '

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Wednesday, May 27, 2009


beach Pictures, Images and Photos

Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you'll recover your life. I'll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly.
Matthew 11:28-30 (Msg)

Saturday, May 16, 2009

Her own private war

As I lay watching her documentary, I was in awe of a brave and beautiful woman laying bare the brutal reality of her two and a half year battle with cancer. In awe of an icon whose beauty defined a decade and whose strength and bravery are defining her final chapter.
Farrah Fawcett is ‘praying for a miracle’ in her battle with cancer.

The ‘Charlie’s Angels’ actress has undergone an unsuccessful spout of radiation and chemotherapy treatments in a bid to beat anal cancer, but she insists she has not given up a fight.
She said, “Cancer is a disease that is mysterious, headstrong and makes its own rules. And mine, to this date, is incurable.
I know that everyone will die eventually, but I do not want to die of this disease. I want to stay alive. So I say to God-because it is, after all, in his hands-It is seriously time for a miracle’”

In a documentary of her battle with cancer, the actress tells of how she never expected in her lifetime to be stricken by the disease, and says the diagnosis instantly changed her priorities.
She said, “All of the things I have ever hoped for in my life, finding a doctor to surgically remove my anal cancer did not even make the top one million on my list.
“But now it is number one, number one as in primary cancer, meaning was the first in and for that reason, it needed to be the first out. Because this peanut-sized tumour that has sent its army of mutant cells to my liver. And it would continue to send reinforcements into any organ into my body unless someone did something to stop it.”
This is an incredibly intimate and moving story.
These words “So I say to God, because it is, after all, in his hands: It is seriously time for a miracle."
We are praying for you girl. Praying for your husband and your son as well. May they see Jesus face as you look to Him for strength.

Friday, May 15, 2009

Funny Friday

Cup of Tea ~
One day my mother was out, and my dad was in charge of me.
I was maybe 2 1/2 years old.
Someone had given me a little 'tea set' as a gift, and it was one of my favorite toys.

Daddy was in the living room engrossed in the evening news when I brought Daddy a little cup of 'tea', which was just water. After several cups of tea and lots of praise for such yummy tea, my Mom came home.

My Dad made her wait in the living room to watch me bring him a cup of tea, because it was 'just the cutest thing!'

My Mom waited, and sure enough, here I came down the hall with a cup of tea for Daddy; and she watched him drink it up. Then she said, (as only a mother would know),
"'Did it ever occur to you that the only place she can reach to get water is the toilet?"

Thursday, May 14, 2009

Wednesday, May 13, 2009


“I am proud to be an American. I'm proud of the freedoms we enjoy because of the brave men and women serving this great country and who have served.” Carrie Prejean

In Case you missed this tempest in a teapot, recently we viewed the Miss USA pageant in shock and awe in regards to one loaded question and one profound answer. One of the contestants, Carrie Prejean, during the interview segment, was asked a question in regard to Gay Marriage by openly gay Perez Hilton. The contestant came in second, and after the Pageant, Perez lashed out with vicious profanities re; “the dumb b----,” Carrie on his blog.

Carrie Prejean of California is making headlines for actually having an opinion beyond "world peace is a good thing." Miss California's answer,
"We live in a land where you can choose same-sex marriage or opposite marriage. (ok the wording is a little strange) And you know what, I think in my country, in my family, I think that I believe that a marriage should be between a man and a woman. No offense to anybody out there, but that's how I was raised."

That’s what’s so great about being an American - we’re able to have our own opinions. Being a Christian conservative I fall into the Prejean camp of “family values” however; I love this country and I love the freedom we exercise on a daily basis. From Perez’s’ freedom to his mindless daily ramblings to my ability to gather weekly with my church family and worship my Abba Father who died for each and every one of us. We live in the best country in the world and I stand for freedom of speech....whatever your opinion is!

God bless you, Carrie, for standing by your convictions and your faith in God. It must have been tempting to compromise your integrity (I sure wish you had not posed in some of those shots though). No doubt it’s been a difficult few weeks for you, considering the many attacks from total strangers you’ve endured, but you’ve also sparked a tremendous amount of people who are shocked by so many people’s desire to rob you of your First Amendment rights. You’ve become a symbol of free speech.

Tuesday, May 12, 2009

Tuesday's Quotes

Keep away from people who try to belittle your ambitions. Small people always do that, but the really great make you feel that you, too, can become great.
Mark Twain

Sunday, May 10, 2009

It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new. But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful. There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power.

~ Alan Cohen~

Saturday, May 9, 2009


My daughter just asked me today…Mom why don’t you ever straighten your hair?
I said “honey, Big hair balances out my plump rump roast!”
I love to watch her throw her head back and fill up a room with her hearty laughter.
But it gave me pause to ponder my passion for “hair gone wild”

As if coming into my fashion prime during the 80’s were not enough, I’m from Texas were everything is better…. BIGGER! That’s right!

Bring on the Aqua Net baby, Power Ballads by the “HAIR bands” such as Poison, Cinderella and Bon Jovi. It wasn’t just us girls, NO the guys had it going on as well.

We can’t forget the ‘I'm-Closer-to-God-Than-You Bangs’ oh yeah. Bangs were meant to be big and teased. You were not ready to take a stroll through the mall without them.

What was it that caused us to wear our funky, gargantuan 80s hairstyles like a badge of honor?
From the bangs that reached for the heavens with frizzy passion, to the ‘LIKE TOTALLY RAD’ extremely asymmetrical new wave social hair statement,
to the funky side ponytails walking ‘hair-in-hair’ with the mullets. Hairstyles in the 1980s were about excess, VOLUME, experimentation, and enough hairspray to protect our heads when the Russians dropped the bomb.


Teased, permed, volume, volume volume!

Friday, May 8, 2009


Before I was a Mom , I never tripped over toys or forgot words to a lullaby.
I didn't worry whether or not my plants were poisonous.
I never thought about immunizations.

Before I was a Mom , I had never been puked on. Pooped on. Chewed on. Peed on.
I had complete control of my mind and my thoughts. I slept all night.

Before I was a Mom , I never held down a screaming child so doctors could do tests.
Or give shots.. I never looked into teary eyes and cried. I never got gloriously happy over a simple grin. I never sat up late hours at night watching a baby sleep.

Before I was a Mom , I never held a sleeping baby just because I didn't want to put her down.
I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop the hurt.
I never knew that something so small could affect my life so much.
I never knew that I could love someone so much. I never knew I would love being a Mom .

Before I was a Mom , I didn't know the feeling of having my heart outside my body..
I didn't know how special it could feel to feed a hungry baby.
I didn't know that bond between a mother and her child.
I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important and happy.

Before I was a Mom , I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was okay. I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment or the satisfaction of being a Mom .

I didn't know I was capable of feeling so much, before I was a Mom .

Thursday, May 7, 2009

Wednesday, May 6, 2009


Jeremiah 31:25 (NIV)

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I will refresh the weary and satisy the faint.

Tuesday, May 5, 2009

Tuesday's Quotes

To escape criticism –
do nothing,
say nothing,
be nothing.” --
Elbert Hubbard

Sunday, May 3, 2009

My TRUE reflection

I can just see her now. She is very domesticated (does everything from scratch whether it is something to eat, something to wear, or something to hang on the walls or cover the beds/windows). Anything that can be recycled it is. She is so organized that there is never any wasted time or energy. Her children are home schooled. She is creative and imaginative. Bargain hunting is a breeze. It seems that everything she touches turns to gold.

She is the "perfect" weight, well liked, fits in and everyone wants to be around her. She is smart, motivated and really seems to have arrived. Surely she does devotions every morning and has secured a mansion of eternal glory probably not far above the mansion she currently lives in.

Yet really there is no way to see the secret pain that she may possibly be living in or the potential bondage that comes from the energy of keeping up such a facade.

I have felt so inadequate and so far behind when I think about such things that I am defeated before I ever get out my front door.


  • How many talents have been entrusted to me?
  • Will I multiply what I'm entrusted with, or focus on anothers talents?

Sound familiar? I've talked to many women over the years who have in fact shared such an inward battle as this.

I too have felt so defeated that I have wanted to give up before I even started. If we play this game of life like we will never arrive,
then we play like we have already losers.

How can we over come these feelings?
When we are surrounded by those with a better "score" than ours,


Isaiah 64:6 We are all infected and impure with sin. My righteous deeds are but filthy rags.

Peter tells us in 1 Peter 1:7 "of what greater worth or value than gold is our FAITH!
Not our righteous acts but our FAITH is credited to our account as righteousness. God wants to heal our hearts and change us from the inside.

He has a purpose for our lives.

Too much adventure stands to be missed to live beneath our talent.
If faith pleases God, let us exercise it lavishly.

We must spend time with the Lover of our soul, absorbing His living life giving word down to our very marrow.
I've come to realize that by keeping my eyes determinedly focused on Him, I'm focused on the One who is solely qualified to show me my TRUE reflection.

I want to play like a winner in this game called life.
I want to be ALL He created me to be!

Saturday, May 2, 2009


I work in a Petri dish otherwise known as a hospital. As we gear up our education talks with patients and remind one another of the ABC’s of protecting ourselves, my mind wanders…………

  • Get plenty of exercise because exercise helps build your immune system.
  • Wash your hands often. If you can’t wash them, keep a bottle of antibacterial stuff around.
  • Wear a mask when out in public places and avoid going out in public as much as possible while the swine flu is spreading.
  • Get lots of fresh air. Open windows whenever possible.
  • Get plenty of rest.
  • Try to eliminate as much stress from your life as you can.

OR …. You can take the doctor’s office approach. Think about it, when you go for a shot, what do they do first? Clean your arm with alcohol.. Why?
Because alcohol kills germs. So……

  • I put on my mask,
  • walk to the liquor store (exercise),
  • I put lime in my Corona (fruit),
  • celery in my Bloody Mary (veggies),
  • drink on the bar patio (fresh air),
  • tell jokes, and laugh (eliminate stress)
  • then pass out (rest). The way I see it, if you keep your alcohol levels up flu germs can’t get you!!!!

Ok kidding aside and on a more serious note, I just find myself AMUSED and AGHAST all at the same time!

~ Amusement…Heidi Montag and Spencer Pratt can use even a pandemic to capitalize on their career. Genius I say! I think they beat out Madonna and Paris Hilton on creatively reinventing ways to storm media attention.

~ Aghast…..Yes I realize swine flu is aptly named because of its origin but if I’m going to be infected by a virus I want it to be named something a little more provocative.

Something such as CC H1N1 (Cindy Crawford) VSH2S1 (Victoria Secret)GB3400N (Gisele Bundchen) or even HBIn2T (Halle Berry).
My good friend Laurie shared her opinion with me on this subject and added
“I agree! Something about Swine, Bovine, Canine, Blubonic, etc. – just not as ‘romantic’ as, say, ‘Scarlet Fever’ – now there’s a romantic disease! Ha! ; )”
Funnay Lauurriieeee

To cap off this irrelevant conversation with something more relevant I could not sign off without talking about matters of the heart. It is hard not to be swept up in fear and speculation as the media shows scads of people wearing masks and people getting sick.
I don’t doubt someday we will have a day such as this and it will be much more virulent. We see it in the hospitals now, stronger strains of viruses and bacteria. It takes more and more antibiotics to kill off a bug that used to take one simple antibiotic.
The Lord gives us clear instruction repeatedly to rest in Him, cast our cares on Him, to be anxious for nothing and…..

“I sought the LORD, and he heard me, and delivered me from all my fears” (Psalm 34:4).

“Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God. And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus” (Philippians 4:6-7).

“Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the LORD and shun evil. This will bring health to your body and nourishment to your bones” (Proverbs 3:5-8).

“And my God will meet all your needs according to his glorious riches in Christ Jesus” (Philippians 4:19).

"So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand" (Isaiah 41:10).

Blessed be the name of the Lord!

Friday, May 1, 2009

Funny Friday


I know this story is pretty old and has circulated the Internet at least for 10 years but it gets me every time.....and I think it's because I can see myself doing such a thing.

A young man shopping in a supermarket noticed a little old lady following him around. If he stopped, she stopped. Furthermore she kept staring at him. She finally overtook him at the checkout, and she turned to him and said, 'I hope I haven't made you feel ill at ease; it's just that you look so much like my late son.

'He answered, 'That's okay.'

'I know it's silly, but if you'd call out 'Good bye, Mom' as I leave the store, it would make me feel so happy. 'She then went through the checkout, and as she was on her way out of the store, the man called out, 'Goodbye, Mom. 'The little old lady waved, and smiled back at him..

Pleased that he had brought a little sunshine into someone's day, he went to pay for his groceries. That comes to $121.85, said the clerk. 'How come so much .. I only bought 5 items...
'The clerk replied, 'Yeah, but your Mother said you'd be paying for her things, too.'
'Don't trust little Old Ladies'!!!

Wednesday, April 29, 2009


Heavy laden


Matthew 11:28-29

Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you'll recover your life. I'll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly."

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Tuesday's Quotes

“There are times I have been afraid to step out and offer Jesus the little bit that I have, because everyone would know I only have a little bit!” Ann Graham Lotz

Sunday, April 26, 2009

God in mud puddles

We can see dandelions as a weed that invades the pristine beauty of our gardens.Or, we can see it as a beautiful flower or a fluffy white ball to wish upon.
We can see a mud puddle and see only dirty shoes, soiled clothes, and stained carpets.Or, we can see it as a pool to stomp in, splash around in, and have fun.
We can feel a wind and worry about how it will mess our hair or toss leaves on our manicured lawns.Or, we can close our eyes, let it massage our face, and imagine we’re soaring on an updraft like an eagle.
We can see a rain storm and see only that we will be drenched, depressed by the grayness, and that the warm rays of the sun will disappear.Or, we can sing and play in the rain as if it was a water fountain, realize the raindrops are nourishing our gardens, and think warmly of the sun that still shines above the gray clouds.
I find my God in mud puddles. Yes I find Him in the unexpected and extraordinary, but I also find Him in the ordinary and messy places of life. As I discover God's footprints in increasingly unlikely places, my understanding of his beauty, love and power continues to grow and I fall all the more head over heels in love with Him.
My breath is continually snatched away by the beauty of His splendor! I'm in awe of the fun, freedom and fabulosity I have in Him.
I love this quote.........
"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take - but by the moments that take our breath away."
Now go find a mud puddle!

Friday, April 24, 2009

Funny Friday

Lawyers should never ask a Mississippi grandma a question if they aren't prepared for the answer. In a trial, a Southern small-town prosecuting attorney called his first witness, a grandmotherly, elderly woman to the stand. He approached her and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know me?'

She responded, 'Why, yes, I do know you, Mr. Williams. I've known you since you were a boy, and frankly, you've been a big disappointment to me. You lie, you cheat on your wife, and you manipulate people and talk about them behind their backs. You think you're a big shot when you haven't the brains to realize you'll never amount to anything more than a two-bit paper pusher. Yes, I know you.'The lawyer was stunned.

Not knowing what else to do, he pointed across the room and asked, 'Mrs. Jones, do you know the defense attorney?'She again replied, 'Why yes, I do. I've known Mr. Bradley since he was a youngster, too. He's lazy, bigoted, and he has a drinking problem. He can't build a normal relationship with anyone, and his law practice is one of the worst in the entire state. Not to mention he cheated on his wife with three different women. One of them was your wife. Yes, I know him.'The defense attorney nearly died.

The judge asked both counselors to approach the bench and, in a very quiet voice, said, 'If either of you idiots asks her if she knows me, I'll send you both to the electric chair.'

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

1,000 Word Thursday




If Psalm 45:11 "The King is enthralled with your beauty" is true then why do the following statistics prove true?

80% of American women claim to be dissatisfied with their appearance and shape
An estimated 1 in 100 American women binge and purge to lose weight

95% of those who have eating disorders are between the ages of 12 and 25

20% of people suffering from anorexia will prematurely die from complications related to their eating disorder, including suicide and heart problems.
Statistical source: South Carolina Department of Health

Why are we not aware of our value when our King is so clearly ENTHRALLED with us. I am committed to carrying the flame of Christ's passion for His daughters and to make a shout out for our true beauty and to proclaim our value as His warrior bride!
Below is a poem from long ago that I have saved for such a day as this!
Bridegroom and His Princess
From the moment I first saw you,
I could tell that you were prized,
And even though you could not see it,
You are a princess in His eyes.
By the hands of the Father, the King of all eternity,
You were carefully created~to be~ can't you see?
Jesus has waited all of your life;
He has waited long for you to realize…
~You are a princess in His ballroom~
You are dancing, you are smiling and laughing~
Carried on the arm of the love of your life!
Oh, how He loves you and adores you~
And His joy in you is written all over His Face.
He is your Bridegroom…forever.
Christa Shore