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A wise person told me we won’t have much to give if we don’t fill up every once in a while. This is a story of filling. I wasn’t dressed for a snowy walk. I headed to the post office in leaky rubber clogs and an old tattered sweatshirt. No gloves. I grabbed my … Continue reading Fill ‘er Up.
Slowing down a minute to drop this note. In the future I’ll be sharing more about how this Type A “cracked pot” became shattered, but...for today... I want to let you know how I have the power to become new...even at the old age of 65! First...a question: ✅ Is there something missing in your … Continue reading Shattered Pot…Made New
God had me in mind when I stumbled onto the message. Pastor talked about getting stuck in our painful places of grief, regret, disappointment, hurt, rejection, and loss. He said God did not create us to get stuck. -Raise your hand if you’ve ever been a prisoner to pain. (My hand is up.) Let me … Continue reading Get out of the Graveyard!
I’m my own biggest joy-robber. I forget I’ve got joy inside me. Joy’s an inside job. It comes, free of charge, when we embrace the awesome love of Jesus. Nothing can take it away. But I forget. Good thing the Joshua Tree reminds me of joy, hope and strength. I’m glad they haven’t changed the … Continue reading Monday Moods: Choose JOY!
I’m messy. I’m tired. I’m grateful. I’m done. As I painted my daughter’s room, I started getting depressed. - Why am I covering up my kid’s life? - Just because clouds and glowing stars are scratched and marred, does that mean I have to clean it up? I sighed. Help me out, God. “Be grateful.” … Continue reading Pause to Paint: I’m done!
w My face is speckled. My hands are cramping. Why do I put myself through this? Dip the brush. Drag the paint line. Roller the space. Repeat. This...is my life. I’m not done yet. But wait! There is hope! If God can help Joshua, how can I doubt Him in this painting project? He will … Continue reading Painting Pause: Day Three
Confessions of a Type A Woman 