Since my new devotional book and gratitude journal for moms will be released on Amazon April 15, I wanted to share a chapter of the book with you in advance to whet your reading appetites and to give you a glimpse of what this book is all about. Sometimes it's difficult to make purchasing decisions... Continue Reading →
I woke up humming a tune. “Whippoorwills in the willows…” I love that little song. It takes me back to a sweet time in my life when I had fewer cares and responsibilities, a time when love enveloped me like the warm comforter I nestled in as I awoke with the June sunshine streaming in... Continue Reading →
Lizard, Thank you for breaking me in back when I turned 22. There was nothing Taylor Swift about it. Your dad and I tied the knot three weeks after I graduated from college and three weeks after my birthday, and I frantically searched for employment while serving as your stepmom. I felt like I was... Continue Reading →
*One of my students, Jared Tickner, in Comp II this semester gave me permission to share this essay with all of you. This is his first essay for the semester; I read it after reading a stack of other essays that were good essays but didn't quite measure up in one way or another. Some... Continue Reading →
My boyfriend in college once told me that I reminded him of the female character in a Celtic song who was forever "chasing cannonballs." He was right. I have been notorious for stubbornly making my own decisions. I often refer to this tendency as my "God versus Bethany" struggle. For years, mostly due to some... Continue Reading →
*Thanks to my friend Debra Dickey for serving as today's guest contributor.*If it hadn’t been for my kids, little people in my life, and even my pets, I would have missed out on an incredible amount of remarkable experiences in my life! If you recall my previous posts, I have already mentioned that I am... Continue Reading →
Garth Brooks, Warrant, Jason Mraz, The Foo Fighters, Donny Osmond, and even Pink Floyd have paid homage to the analogy of burning bridges. And who hasn't burned a few bridges in her own lifetime--whether intentionally or unintentionally? I'm not sure how or when, but somewhere along the way, I came to believe that with few... Continue Reading →
"Don't sweat the small stuff." I agree. Now whether I'm always able to avoid stress-related perspiration . . . well, nobody's perfect. I was thinking yesterday when a friend of mine commented on how clean my house is that in some ways, the small stuff does matter. I'm not referring to stressing out over every... Continue Reading →
Gratitude Cup 