Some days I struggle with F.B.S. I have not seen a doctor. What I have is a busy brain. My dear friend refers to her plentiful thoughts as head traffic. I suffer from Full Brain Syndrome, as it includes the way I act and think. My behavior can mimic our friends, the squirrels. Roaming from … Continue reading What is F.B.S.? Hint: It is not a medical condition or sold in a pharmacy…
Bratty Beauty in the Christmas Ashes: A Poem Aromas of bayberry and pine In the background the never-ending whine The glistening angel on the tree-top tall Ashamed, her head hangs hearing it all Why can’t I have Do I have to serve The new Hotwheels are cool Ps4 Madden is only for the fools Playstation … Continue reading Calming the Christmas Craze, 3 of 3
The stockings are hung. The tree is lit. Some presents are bought. And its only Cyber Monday. So why not begin celebrating early? No, I am not talking about throwing an early December party. For the past couple of years, our two boys and I have each picked a couple families to surprise with our … Continue reading Calming the Christmas Craze, 2 of 3
My stomach tightened as the flyers unfolded on the table. Flashy colors, stars, and big bold letters. The ding on the phone announcing email after email. Ideas swirling about things I “need”… A determined, competitive edge to get the best deals… Anxious, sweaty hands at the thought of missing a sale, or the coupon, or … Continue reading Calming the Christmas Craze, 1 of 3
Who doesn’t like a place to hide once in a while? Maybe like me, as a child you dreamed of having a tree house someday…one with a sign that said NO BOYS ALLOWED and a rope ladder you could recoil at will to discourage any unwanted visitors. Confession: from the sidewalk in my neighborhood, I have … Continue reading Sisters, Are you up for a Treehouse Sleepover?
Ladies, what does loving ourselves, truly loving ourselves, look like? By design, women were placed on this Earth to be in relationship with spouses and to bear and care for the children. For many centuries, men provided while women were caretakers. David Murrow described society’s structure well discussing the days of long ago before Jesus: … Continue reading How Do We Love Ourselves in a Fallen World?
Seasons arrive, sometimes uninvited Just as Jesus did in her womb Accepted though He was Bowed and worshiped she did When the storm settles The dampness sets in Motivations is tapped Energy is sapped Mold creeps the walls of your heart Bold no more, you turn away Better it is alone Knowing what to expect … Continue reading The Jesus Season
Aiming my arrow at the center of perfection, I told myself lie upon lie. • You need to be thin to be attractive • You should work hard to be the best • You should be helping everyone that needs help • If they saw your weakness, they wouldn’t like you Can you see the … Continue reading Do You Expect a Perfect Body?
So many things to fill us up. Soft drinks, shopping trips, busy-ness, work, volunteering, me- time, me-and-you-time, Zumba, or in my case walking…… When do we take the time to lay “it” down? Some time ago, I was frustrated with our younger son’s string of behaviors, the tester of boundaries, the strongest of wills. My … Continue reading Do You Need to Lay it Down?
A new day of mercies Fresh love falling like snow Pinch, flinch, retract Protect and wallow Why the cycle? Crimson seasons wash white How dare we ask- In a tone that is harsh We hear, “Whom shall you please?” His voice spurs a heart-freeze Disappointed Him….again Should bow and sing Turning away, desperate to erase … Continue reading We are His Chosen Women