Always remember you are…

I have something I need to confess. I like to scare my children. And not just my kids. If I hear them coming, I’ll hide and when they least expect it I jump out at them and they scream. And I laugh and laugh and laugh. I know…mother of the year, right? I have a friend who used to do this to her son so much that one time he looked at her and said, “Why do you hate me?” Of course she reminded him she loved him and always would, but he just wasn’t feelin’ it. Sometimes I’ve gone through seasons…

I like pencils…

I know. It’s a random fact, isn’t it? I really like to use pencils. A nice, sharp pencil. Especially when I’m writing in my journal or making a list. I don’t like to cross things off if I make a mistake. I don’t want to scribble it out. I just want to be able to erase it and start over. Write it differently. Pencil makes it easy to change. A pen is so unforgiving….but a pencil? With a pencil there is lots of grace. I had to fill out a paper to use in my annual review recently…

Just keep on talking….

So, I was doing some light reading this morning in the book of Jeremiah, and I had the realization of something. Kind of an ‘aha moment.’ God knows more than I do. I know, right? Pretty basic stuff. I’ve always known that. But sometimes when you see it in black and white, the revelation of that gets a little bigger and your faith grows a bit more and you stand back and say, “Aha!”

When it gets worse…

Have you ever been waiting for God to move, waiting for an answer to prayer, standing on a promise, only to have things get worse instead of better? Have you ever gone through something and thought, “Lord, You said Your plans are to prosper me and not to harm me, but I sure don’t see that here. This hurt me. What were you thinking? Where were You?” Yeah, me too. So, what do you do when it gets worse?

Keeping Christ in CHRISTmas

We’ve all seen the memes. “I’m keeping Christ in CHRISTMAS. How about you?” Or the ones that say, “It’s Merry Christmas, not Happy Holidays.” It’s a popular theme this time of year. And I do. I’m all for it. Obviously. I say Merry Christmas. I have a manger scene in my front yard. We read Luke 2 instead of ‘Twas the Night Before Christmas. But for me…