January 23, 2020

Disclaimer: I am not a psychologist, a psychiatrist, or a therapist of any kind. I don’t have a degree in human behavior. In essence, this post is me talking a subject out that has long since had me concerned. That is, the idea that people are toxic, and how quickly we refer to them as such. What may have started out as a helpful, albeit harsh analogy that a human can be “toxic” has perhaps turned into an excuse to… Read more

January 14, 2020

While it feels good to be sitting at the computer again, it also feels strange. I think it’s been nearly a month since I’ve written anything, and that was on purpose. Between the Holidays, Mom’s three brain surgeries, a broken septic system, an infection I’ve apparently had for quite some time (unbeknownst to me), and company, I didn’t even try to plop my bottom in a computer chair. As always, I’ve missed it. A life void of writing always amounts… Read more

December 12, 2019

For Advent this year, I’ve read through a book by Sinclair Ferguson entitled Love Came Down At Christmas. It’s a daily reading program – a devotional of sorts – but I don’t have much self-control when it comes to words, so I’ve already finished it. Despite my rule-breaking, the book has blessed me immensely. With a title like Love Came Down At Christmas, one anticipates some gushy stories and thoughts on Christ’s birth. The book is that. There’s plenty of… Read more

December 6, 2019

  Help me to always be devoted, confident, obedient, resigned, childlike in my trust of thee, to love thee with soul, body, mind, strength, to love my fellow-man as I love myself, to be saved from unregenerate temper, hard thoughts, slanderous words, meanness, unkind manners, to master my tongue and keep the door of my lips. Fill me with grace daily, that my life be a fountain of sweet water.  That’s the Puritan prayer we’ve been discussing for some weeks… Read more

November 21, 2019

Continuing on with the Puritan prayer we’ve been discussing: Help me to always be devoted, confident, obedient, resigned, childlike in my trust of thee, to love thee with soul, body, mind, strength, to love my fellow-man as I love myself, to be saved from unregenerate temper, hard thoughts, slanderous words, meanness, unkind manners, to master my tongue and keep the door of my lips. Fill me with grace daily, that my life be a fountain of sweet water.  We’ve discussed… Read more

November 13, 2019

A few weeks ago at church, a friend came up to me and, as a conversation starter, asked me what I knew. I had to laugh, because as of late, I’ve been contemplating about how life is strange, in that, when you’re young, it feels as though you know a lot. But the older you get, you start to realize just how big the world is, and how little you know about it. You also start to realize that most… Read more

November 7, 2019

  Not long ago, I quoted a quip from The Valley of Vision, a book of prayers written by the Puritans. It goes like this: Help me to always be devoted, confident, obedient, resigned, childlike in my trust of Thee, to love Thee with soul, body, mind strength, to love my fellow-man as I love myself, to be saved from unregenerate temper, hard thoughts, slanderous words, meanness, unkind manners, to master my tongue and keep the door of my lips. … Read more

October 24, 2019

  Still in a bit of a crisis with my gimpy leg, so I’m not sure how much I’ll be able to write tonight or in the near future. Sitting isn’t helpful. Standing is excruciating after sitting. And I can’t seem to manage walking and typing simultaneously. In my defense, walking and chewing gum are still doable, even with the pain and gimp. Since I’m in so much pain and it’s difficult to think about anything else, let’s discuss that…. Read more

October 17, 2019

  Getting the deck painted. Making all the food. Hunting the mangy little mouse in my house. Finally getting the basement bathroom cleaned. Reading four books. Keeping up with my spiritual devotions. Praying. Answering all the text messages. Writing everything I want to write. Going to all the doctor’s appointments. Taking care of Mom. Assisting a daughter with sick children. I’m trying to get all the things done, but all the things keep growing in number, and also – I… Read more

October 10, 2019

  She who limps still walks.  Those were words I read on a Facebook meme last week. I saved the meme to my phone, because they remind me my limp isn’t keeping me from walking – or even standing. It’s keeping me from doing a lot of things I want and need to do, but hey, I’m still upright. Still walking. Still striving … even if I’m not thriving. I’ve had a slight limp, off and on, for about four… Read more

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