Tag: self

Indestructible…

Doesn’t take long for toddlers (ages one and three you know who you are) to show how easily something can be…well let’s just say not how it looked prior to their curious hands. Because I value the smiles and trust and love and fun…

EVERY One…

Hard – that’s all there is to it. Our world is in such turmoil. Here in America we’re (once again) tearing ourselves apart. The headlines revolve around a man who died – his family and friends despondent – and the lives of the policemen…

Ready, Set…

Do you find yourself saying ‘wow, it’s Friday again’ – or Monday or whatever day? Seems like time moves at warp speed. I can barely remember three days ago, so much happens. Maybe it’s because our world is ‘bigger’ now. Used to be we…

Written…

Easter is a few short days away. It will be the first one (since becoming a Christian) that I have not been in church celebrating all that this remembrance means. I’m hoping there’s a lot less bunnies and colored eggs this year – and…

How to Live…

Heard this recently but not sure who to credit for saying it: “If He thought we worth dying for, isn’t He worth living for?” This is what Christians and non-Christians alike miss daily: living for HIM. Self is such an imposer. Our focus trends…

All Times…

Sometimes I let people down. Do you? Sometimes I let myself down. It’s gotten harder in our world of instant everything. To take the time to think before we speak, act, react – seems archaic. So there’s face time, instant messaging, texts, and more….

Fussy…

Somewhere between sleep and wanting to see the world around him – this two month old can’t quite close those big eyes. So he fusses. A lot like you and I. We’re offered rest in Jesus. We can read that He grants sleep to…

Transforming…

Want to make a difference? To who, for who – what difference? We’re conditioned that life is all about making our mark, being remembered. That’s a lot of pressure. Remembered how long, and for what? More questions than answers when the questions are all…

Crab Clog…

I noticed the pool vacuum wasn’t moving, pulling it out I found out a little crab had been caught in the suction, blocking the way. I actually have crab clog now and then. Times when my heart knows the right words and attitudes, but…

A Little Help Here…

Do-it-yourselfer? Got it handled? Not so much… Accepting help isn’t always easy for me. Somehow it makes me feel ‘less than’. That I’m not smart enough, strong enough, good enough. And so it is with too many of us when it comes to seeking…

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