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!
Pandemonium. Protruding pipes. Pulled wires. Projects. Plans go awry. Problems permeate. Precarious positions cause personalities to plummet. Persons plead so planes are patronized. Life has been, of late....peculiar. I find myself planning, planting, pushing projects or packing to protect a precious person. This makes for a proliferation of “Ps” in my life. This, … Continue reading Life Isn’t Always Picture Perfect: A lesson in “P”
We have this treasure in jars of clay to show the all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed, perplexed but not in despair, persecuted but not abandoned, struck down, but not destroyed. -2 Corinthians 4:7-9 I have it memorized. It’s part of my … Continue reading Monday Moods: The Cracked Pot’s Cheer
Type A folks tend to have a lot of pent-up energy. I really can't sit still for very long. As the song goes, "These boots are made for walking." Walking can be a good time to talk to God. I may start out in my mad dash, but, if I'm talking to God, pretty soon, … Continue reading A Parking Lot Walk…and a Lesson in Marriage
My dearest readers, I've missed you for the last couple of weeks. I can sum up my absence in one word: Life. Life isn't perfect and neither are we. Life includes trips to emergency rooms, problems, challenges, work, play, chores , delays, deadlines (which I sometimes miss) and heartache. Life calls us to muddle through … Continue reading The Imperfect Path to Perfect Places