I didn’t know what it was called, this feeling that come right after I realize that I feel really happy… That sense that any second now, the rug is about to be jerked out from under me. It’s an addiction, I think, to that feeling, that just when everything is so right, it’s about to go so wrong. But you get used to feeling that way. Things are going so…
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Gum and Love Languages
Today, June 1st, comes hot on the heels of a couple of difficult months for me. Did I say difficult? I meant excruciating. And not JUST in all the ways it’s been excruciating for 98% of the world, I mean all that PLUS a huge dose of humbling, straight from the hand of God, that brought me to my knees. That tends to happen when you get a little prideful….
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Concise.
I love writing… well, sometimes. When the ideas are popping and the words are flowing, it’s just so satisfying. That clearly doesn’t happen all that often. At times, I’ve been told I’m good at it… but let’s be real. If I were really any good at it, I would be Pioneer Woman, or at least her best friend – WHICH HAS BEEN ON MY BUCKET LIST FOR YEARS, REE –…
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Fear Mongering.
Y’all. Seriously. Please. Before you post something online, please stop for a second and ask yourself if this is the kind of post that will promote fear in people. Are you posting a picture of empty grocery store shelves? Are you alarmed about how fast the virus is multiplying AND POSTING ABOUT IT, or posting ANY sort of negative statistics at all?! Are you shrieking about how many people have…
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Yes.
“What about us… do you think we’ll get married?” Yes. That’s how she wanted to answer, but couldn’t. Yes. Yes, she thought, but didn’t say. Yes, I do think we’ll get married. Yes, you’ve been my goal since the day I met you. Yes, of course, YES, you’re the one. You’ve always been the one. Yes. Yes, please. Ask me to marry you. Yes. I want to say yes. The…
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Silent
Reading Psalm 4 this morning, because it’s the 4th, and this is what caught my eye: In your anger do not sin; when you are on your beds, search your hearts and be silent. Did you catch that? Search your hearts… …YOUR… hearts… I’ve been kind of over social media lately. Especially in the last 48 hours since the Super Bowl Halftime Show. Geez. Can ANYONE please talk about anything…
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Gently
It’s a new year. It’s a new year, and I wish I felt pumped about it, but this new year comes hot on the heels of a really brutal December and I’m just not feeling the HOPE nor the JOY, nor even the INTENTIONAL, which seems to be THE WORD errbody all over Facebook is choosing as their Word of the Year. I don’t even have a word for 2020….
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Seven Ways to Annoy People in a Waiting Room.
As you may know (because I found a way to work it into every conversation, blog post, and Facebook status), I had a raging case of Whooping Cough that ruined my life for three straight months. My house turned into something out of an episode of Hoarders, my kids had to raise themselves (and who even knows what they wore to school during those weeks, or if they did…
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A Laundry Room Refresh
It’s amazing the difference a little coat of paint can make. There was nothing really WRONG with it before, but it was just a little drab and boring, and the white paint was getting a little grungy. And this is the view from the kitchen. Lots of white on white. And while I do love white, it can sometimes look a little boring. I have been leaning toward bold colors…
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The Words of the Wicked
The other morning – well, August 12th, to be exact – I was up early, reading Proverbs 12. There are 31 Proverbs and 31 days in most months, so I read one chapter of Proverbs most mornings. It’s funny how I can read the same words month after month, year after year, for most of my life, and something new pops out at me every single time. So this particular…
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Freedom is Everything.
You know, one of the biggest takeaways for me from seventeen years of enslavement in my own personal hell is that FREEDOM IS EVERYTHING. Love is freedom, and Jesus is love, and therefore… Jesus is freedom. Many stories in the Bible point toward how the OPPOSITE of Jesus is enslavement, literal and figurative, and every time there was enslavement, God’s goal was to release people from it. There was never…
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It’s a 7 Thing. You Wouldn’t Understand.
Soooo … this Enneagram thing. Heard of it? It’s all new to me, so I’m no expert, but I’ve taken several different tests, and they all strongly suggest I’m a Type 7. There’s about a 48% chance I’m one of the other numbers, but I can’t remember what that other number is (maybe 4?) and that’s not important right now. Don’t ask me what the other numbers mean… …or ask…
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