Tag: God

No room for failure

Each morning, I spend time reading, praying, and meditating. This morning I started reading the book of Joshua in the Bible. I came across a line in verse five that resonated with me. “I will not fail you or forsake you.” I underlined that…

Dissonance

I remember attending my first Twelve Step recovery meeting ever. It was an open meeting, and I attended with a friend. I listened. I learned a lot and felt that even though what people were sharing didn’t totally apply to me, there was something…

Sitting comfortably: Gratitude & couches

Last night, my friend Janet and I shared our dreams with one another. I’m not talking about lofty dreams about life goals. No. I’m talking about couches. Yes. Couches. #MomGoals “I just want a deep, rich blue couch. I love blue. Royal blue, you…

Back to reality

There are times when I beat myself up as a mom. Then there are little moments of reward. Moments when my daughter lauds my motherhood skills, my spirit soars, and I believe I’ve finally got this. That’s just before my paper airplane wings bend,…

Small miracles

Today’s post is written by a new guest contributor, my pastor & friend, Rian Puckett. Thanks for this reminder, Rian. My keys were lost, I was late, and my blood pressure was rising.  I felt compelled to pray. Now I know that there are…

Gratitude on a cardboard sign

Today’s post is written by one of my current college students, Kaleb Mendoza. I love his expression of gratitude in this essay.  In everything you do and everything you accomplish, you should give grace for the opportunities you get in life. I am a…

How to move

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…

Mighty kind

“Kindness is the mightiest force in the world,” according to One Day at a Time (299). In the past, I didn’t feel kind. I didn’t even feel like being kind. I felt like stabbing my ex-husband’s eyeballs with a handful of forks. If you know…

A letter to my wife

Today’s post is written by one of my students, Roy Meisinger, as a token of appreciation to his wife.  Dear wife, I would like to take the time to tell you how thankful I am that God chose you to be my wife. I…

Simple as that

Yesterday my little sister piled up turkey, dressing, casseroles, bread, pie, and salad for a neighbor and walked across the street. We drank coffee while she spent an hour chatting with him; he’s not really into big family gatherings, but he probably appreciated the…

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