It’s been some time since my last post and I send my sincere apologies. I could give you a list of reasons excuses like… I was busy wrestling a local alligator or training for a marathon. Which, neither is true. Full transparency… I began this post several months ago. I needed to meditate on the title,… Continue reading Don’t Backpedal Now!
The past two years I've been committed to reading the bible in a year and this year I'm on a journey to go through the chronological bible...really exciting! Here's the deal... I've struggled these past couple of months with consistency. I've had a desire to be consistent but "life" as some of you may be… Continue reading When Your Well Runs Dry…
In the past two weeks, we've had two deaths in our family. My maternal great-great aunt and my paternal uncle. My great-great aunt lived to be 96 years old, what an incredible blessing that is! My uncle, whose lived the past 15 years with Lou Gehrig's disease is resting in peace - no more suffering. I found myself thinking… Continue reading How Much Time?
Hopeless. That was me... until I heard God’s voice. My heart had to be ready before my ears could hear. I remember the moment as if it was yesterday. It was dark, the music was loud, and there were strobe lights… yes, strobe lights. I was in a nightclub. I remember my cousin passing by and… Continue reading Hopeless or Hopeful?
"Whoa! He even knows how many hairs we have on our heads?!" These are the words of my 8 year old as she was in the middle of her personal reading time of God's precious word. Fascinated with this truth she went on to say, how impossible it would be for her to count every… Continue reading The Very Hairs On Our Head are Numbered
Do you ever feel that there’s so much more you want to do but your current priorities and responsibilities don’t permit more? Your hopes and dreams on hold and deep down inside you fear that time is running out. You fear that the hopes and dreams that you’ve had since a young child may never… Continue reading Do You Ever Feel Insignificant?
For decades women have been fighting for their independence, me included. Being raised by a single mother, I’ve always had a special reverence for women who were independent. By independent, I mean a woman who gets the job done without a man and doesn't. “need” a man because she is more than capable of ensuring… Continue reading Why being an “Independent Woman” is overrated