Monthly Archives: August 2015

As women (and I’m sure men do to some extent), we remember. We remember everything. We remember every comment made about our appearance. We remember every time you tell us we look pretty and every time you tell us we look healthy and every time you tell us we look skinny and every time you tell us our legs areContinue reading “Who Told You That?”

THE SACRAMENT OF PLOP Today during my walk, I was listening to a podcast interview with one of my favorite authors. The topic of discussion was dealing with death, hardship, catastrophe, loss. And she brought up an intriguing, but eye-opening, concept. At the risk of beating a dead horse, our family has experienced a lotContinue reading “The Sacrament of Plop”

Yesterday, I finally got David to dig my hummingbird feeders out of our storage falling…I mean building. As I’ve spent more time outside in recent days, I realized there were several hummingbirds flying around, apparently looking for something to eat/drink. And seeing that I didn’t plant even one outdoor flower this year (don’t judge), theyContinue reading “Ode on a Hummingbird”

Once again, David’s message this morning got me thinking. I always love his messages, but I especially love the ones that cause me to truly explore my own heart and figure out exactly what God is saying to me…personally. David has taught and spoken on this subject since before we married. I’m very familiar withContinue reading “It’s Your Choice”