I felt slimed. I had approached the conversation open, available and receptive. The cynical response I received weighed me down and covered me in shame. I felt suffocated, and I started to backpedal immediately. I gave a lame excuse for my departure and bolted out the door. Safely in the refuge of my car, I…
I decided to sit in the registration area on the pretty couch. My goal was to make a friend. I resolved to smile and extend my hand to whoever God sent my way. You will be brave. You’ve got this. But my knees were knocking under my maxi dress. As a first time attendee…
Right about 1 PM today, I boarded the crazy train. Bruce called to explain our plans had changed. Start packing. I immediately got to work. But, I put the wrong things in my suitcase. Instead of placing peace and joy in my carry on, I decided to weigh myself down with anxiety and disappointment. I failed…
I hate it when my friends cry. My girls are fighters, but sometimes constantly carrying your sword onto the battlefield gets even the fiercest sword slayer weary. The enemy of our soul wants to trick us into thinking that all hope is lost. He whispers in the dark: Hang up your sword. You will…
Hello there, friends! I am currently on break. I plan on reading a few good books and staying in my pajamas as much as possible. I refuse to paint my face, iron out wrinkles, or slave over the stove. My hair is in a permanent pony tail, and my sun glasses are near by. I…
At the end of every month, millionaires and single moms alike look at the books to examine the bottom line. A rich man wants to know if his well-planned investments yielded a profit. A single mom on a budget is praying she has enough pennies to pay the bills. When I read Matthew 19, I…