I awoke to the morning sounds of roosters crowing and birds singing. An open window with screens lets the breeze in and keeps the mosquitos out. It’s very different to wake up under a mosquito net, and at 5:00 the rising sun is so bright… … that I wish I had worn my eye mask…
So much of worry starts in a battle of the mind. Our thoughts consume us to the point that we start wondering if what could happen, probably is going to happen–and that’s why we can’t stop thinking about it. It’s a vicious cycle of “What if?”, then “What would I do?”, to “How can I…
Truth be told, I’ve been counting down a l o o o n n g time! Madagascar is on the horizon, and I’m packing, making lists, and praying for wisdom in the process. How do you pack into four suitcases all that you’ve missed over the last year, and just the right items to say…
There. I said it. Although it’s true that I wasn’t the kind of girl who grew up dreaming of being the wife of a pastor, I know that it’s even more true that God knew my committment to Him as a young girl was sincere. I gave my life to Him and I meant it with all my heart.…
Sometimes… A girl’s just gotta cry. Sometimes it is joy, sometimes it’s grief. Sometimes it’s both–at exactly the same moment. The wonderful and the painful joined together in such raw emotion that no single word could describe it… And you think that there is absolutely no one that really understands. Except maybe Winnie-the-Poo. One…
Sounds like a tall task to me. If you had seen the tree-climbing, roof-jumping, I-can-do-anything-a-boy-can-do, tomboy that used any excuse to get out of doing the dishes, you would never have believed that she would grow up to one day be a pastor’s wife. Some days I still don’t believe it myself.
I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again. Unashamedly, I am that Mom. The one that has never looked forward to school starting again. My youngest of four is starting his third year in college and I still tear up. My grandbaby is starting preschool and I’ll hold in the tears until after he’s out…
“Look! There’s a real farm, just like on T.V.!!” I chuckled at the seriousness of this young man, but was amazed that it was coming from a sincere fourth grader. Wow! I know that kids are somewhat oblivious to their surroundings sometimes, but this one took me quite by surprise. I may be a city girl,…
Have you got your “Friday Face” on?! Often on Fridays we spend time with our grandkids, and one of the places we frequent is Sam’s Club. When we leave, both kids HAVE to have a receipt in hand so the Sam’s Club member can draw a “happy face” on the receipt for them. You’d think…
Mother’s Day and Father’s Day are just around the corner, and so today I want to share part of a letter that I wrote to my parents several years ago at Christmas: Sometimes we wait until someone is gone to talk about the impact they’ve had on our lives, but not me. I want them to…
How could I resist this week’s photo challenge from WordPress, when it melts my heart every time I see my grandchildren watching out the window, anxiously awaiting the arrival of their Nana and Pappy. In this particular photo, our sweet little (almost 2-year-old) granddaughter was watching her Pappy mow the back yard and with every…
Before I even roll out of bed in the mornings, I have made it my practice to breathe a short prayer of thanksgiving for each new day! Often just that simple prayer is just the beginning, but it gets me thinking of what the day holds and I ask the Lord to give me the…
I am not even tempted to use foul language. Commonly used words that are not even considered curse words (like stupid or crap) are offensive to me, but just because I choose to eliminate certain words from my vocabulary doesn’t mean that I’m exempt from the implication of this passage. They say that confession is…
There are a lot of emotions that come with an empty nest. Women process it differently than men, and our emotions can cause a man to wonder what the remaining years will bring. Here’s my message to the man that God blessed me with 31 years ago. You joke about it, but let me assure…
On a whim I started to title this post, “Whatever Happened to Romance”, and accidentally sent an empty post– with only the title (oops!), before I realized that it might be a bad idea, since my husband has been blogging with the same title, http://dougmunton.com/2013/07/24/whatever-happened-to-sunday-school/ and http://dougmunton.com/2013/07/18/whatever-happened-to-discipleship/. I decided it would be too funny! …and…
