I’m a homemaker, a.k.a. I don’t earn a paycheck. My last culturally defensible tenet for being home full-time walked down the aisle last September. That milestone added to an underlying angst that started with our final home-school graduation four years ago — that ‘I-should-do-something-with-my-life’ feeling. Lately I’ve been struggling beyond belief to make a decision… Continue reading Wanted: 1 Homing Pigeon
Category: Ministry
Vintage Pearls
“There was something magical in those garments worn by my mother and grandmother. They were not merely hand-me-downs. They seemed infused somehow with the essence of womanhood I had yet to experience—like a vintage postcard left by those ahead of me on the journey.” — Tabitha M., “Vintage & Vogue: The Beauty of Titus 2… Continue reading Vintage Pearls
Why Religion Rules
If you have attended more than a few church services there is a good chance you’ve heard the story of The Woman at the Well. Having heard or read it dozens of times, you can probably understand my milk-toast response when my pastor announced this morning “Open your bibles to John 4:1-26”. I had just… Continue reading Why Religion Rules
One Lap at a Time
How did you run your race today? I pray you fared better than I did! In all honesty, this lap was a total bomb for me. I knocked over a few hurdles, dropped the baton once or twice, and tripped on my own shoelace. I was supposed to host a new acquaintance at my house… Continue reading One Lap at a Time
Fish Where You’re Camped
My adorable grandson -- frying up a fresh catch!Quail feathers, chicken down, wild-turkey tails and even cat hair —these and more have been the object of my husband’s desire of late and has made our daily life a bit more colorful. It all started with a Christmas present from our new son-in-law. A rectangular wooden… Continue reading Fish Where You’re Camped
Solo Performance
No one has read this blog. That is not a figurative statement, it is downright literal. I’m not referring only to this post, or any other post for that matter. I am talking about my entire blog—all fifty-plus posts. Every thought reflected, along with the hours upon hours invested putting them into words and stringing… Continue reading Solo Performance
Stark Naked & Terrified
My first impulse was to title this post “Naked and Afraid”. However it seems a certain reality TV show already pirated that phrase (Genesis 3:10). Not knowing the ramifications of pirating a pirate, I opted for modifying my original title. Now for my story... You know that dream where you’re on stage in front… Continue reading Stark Naked & Terrified
