Tag: humble

Rest…

Some nights sleep is illusive. I’m not fretting about anything in particular. And weariness isn’t really in my mind or body – could it be soul rest is missing? In this world, that wouldn’t be a hard thing to miss out on. Just when…

Bigger…

Seems like bigger is better – paycheck, house, popularity. Children always want to be bigger. We pick the bigger apple or head of lettuce. It goes back to Paul’s lesson: contentment. Ugh, that just doesn’t fit today’s world does it? The lesson is good,…

Gradually Graduating…

Graduations make me sad – they usually mark separation. A child finally spreading wings, and off they go. As a Jesus follower we all have an ultimate graduation day – only no longer a separation, but a reunion. A homecoming to beat all and…

This is Tender…

Fragile – not a word I like to use – about me. After all I am a strong woman, right? Truth is: far more fragile than I want to admit, than my ‘pull up your bootstraps’ attitude can handle, but not more than my God…

Measure Up…

Simpler times are those years filled with lining children up to see how much they’ve grown. Each half inch (or more) duly noted with a date. Some years seemed like they were beanstalks, some were slower. Then comes the more complicated years called being…

Sighs…

You do know it don’t you? You are the joy set before Him, set before Jesus, set before your Savior, set before the lover of your soul. “Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfector of our faith, who for the…

Why Me…

     Not what you’re thinking – no whining here. The ‘why me’ is the amaze me statement… Why did God choose me? Choose you? It’s nothing short of amazing – me? With all my hang-ups and you with all yours? But that’s what He…

Crown Me…

     Every girl loves a tiara, sparkly and brilliant… Not many ‘queens’ left  – their crowns are on display in some museum or high security place for others to ooh and aah. One day all the crowns – be they rhinestone or diamond, be they for the prom…

What’s A Daddy to do?

     My mother always used to say “Anyone can be a father, it takes someone special to be a daddy.” She should know – she was born in the height of the depression to a seventeen year old mom, adopted when she was almost two…

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Mandy Hughes

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