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
Do you want your husband to be a better person? Show him respect. Encourage him in what he is doing RIGHT. Respect = Love to a man OK - I saw it in his eyes. He was done with my lists. "Is there something else I'm doing wrong?" my husband asked as I stood patiently … Continue reading Your Husband Needs You To Encourage Him
Stop believing lies which draw you into dissatisfaction and disillusionment. Build your house upon the ROCK-SOLID TRUTH of God's Love!
"I tell you the truth, whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of mine, you did for me" -- Matthew 25:40 When Jesus says something, I better listen. When he precedes His comments with "I tell you the truth..." I better grab a pencil and write it down. A few blog … Continue reading How to Make Jesus Smile…And Save Your Marriage!
Hello, friends! Today I will begin a checklist (I get excited just thinking about it!) of things you might consider as you walk through the journey of marriage.Sharpen your pencil and make sure you check-off this "To Do" ! --With love from the Type A Lady True Love doesn't mean having a relationship of ease; … Continue reading The Type A Lady’s List for a Long Marriage
The guy in the car next to me was staring. The light hadn't turned green yet. I suddenly realized he noticed me talking....yelling really. There was no one else in my car. The stoplight was a prayer stop. Actually, any driving brings out the prayer in me. Other drivers think I am insane. I was … Continue reading Who Ya Gonna Call?
When I went through menopause (Yes, I am that old.), I went through temporary insanity. There, I have confessed it. First of all, I was so young, I could not figure out what was happening to me. Paranoia held me captive. For some reason, I thought everyone was out to get me. I became incredibly … Continue reading How Much Are You Loved?