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Answered Prayer
I am a girl that wants what she wants…exactly when she wants it. Patience and waiting have not been my strong suits. So, when I decided that I wanted a sibling, I wanted what I wanted…and I wanted it right then. To be fair, I had no clue about the birds and the bees. No concept of a gestational period. I just knew that I had to make it plain to my mom that I was not meant to be an only child. Well, I didn’t have to wait too long. Nine months after my mom and stepdad got married, my brother burst onto the scene. The word “burst” is…
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Growth
In case you had not noticed, I have been in a tug-of-war with consistency lately. I have the BEST intentions of posting sermon recaps every week. I attend church service, and the sermon hits home every time. Then I get in my car, make it home, and ignore the pull to recap the sermon for the blog. I spend time with my mom or complete some household project that has been on my to-do list. I get caught up in bingeing ANY TV series that has rave reviews. Or I get busy in the kitchen and meal prep. Basically, I choose ANYTHING except for sitting down and wrestling with the…
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Who Did You Bring With You?
Any Christians in the building? Any blood-bought believers? Just doing a roll call to see who is tuning in. Each time that I attend church, I am looking to come away with tidbits that will not only challenge me but also change me. The funny thing about change is that it requires work. Which is an action word. Which means each week I need to be doing something to continue to grow and change. Sunday’s sermon provided a challenge that every Christian should be deeply invested in. Want to know what it was? I’ll take that as a yes since you’re still reading. Acts 3:1-10 captures a deeply moving encounter.…
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The Right Tool
I can be a creature of habit. Certainly not with everything. But I do some things the same way because…well that is the way that I have always done them. I close the blinds in my windows in the same order every night. Now that I think about it, I open them in the same order as well. A force of habit that has embedded itself into my routines without much thought. And guess what. There is nothing wrong with routine and order. For many of us, routines help center us. We have our morning routines and nighttime routines. We follow the same routes to work and back home. We…
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Order Up
Bible Study Mama and I were sitting in a restaurant waiting for our to-go order the other day. I casually offered up that I wouldn’t mind working in this particular establishment if I needed a job in the food industry. The place was clean. There was not a mad rush of people waiting in line to place an order. And there were enough customers to keep the business thriving. Right up my alley. Bible Study Mama asked if I had ever worked in the food industry. I had to refresh her memory. We’re going back in time to 2005. I was a new college graduate in need of a J-O-B.…
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The Power of Prayer
The problem with writing a blog every day is that sometimes I forget what I have already written about. The great thing about writing a blog every day is that if I have forgotten, ya’ll have too. So, I can’t lose…lol. Bible Study on Wednesday night left me thinking about my prayer life and ways to improve it. A regular prayer life is crucial in the life of a Christian. It’s an opportunity to communicate with the God who loves me. It’s my chance to communicate with the God who saved me. But I frequently miss out on my opportunities to tap in. The sad part about it is that…
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Cleaning Day
Do regular, ordinary people still take time out to deep clean their homes? I’m talking about getting on your hands and knees and scrubbing baseboards. I mean wiping down walls and everything. One of my favorite activities as a kid was sweeping. I took great pride in sweeping the kitchen after breakfast as a five-year-old. Now in hindsight, I’m sure I didn’t do that great of a job. But nobody told me to stop. They let me go right on ahead with my task. I was envious of adults’ sweeping abilities. They could cut that broom into corners much more smoothly than I could. And their speed! Man! They could…
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Rest in Peace
Last Wednesday at church was dedicated to mental health. We could choose from classes about grief, Young Adult issues, family trauma, etc. You already know I strolled straight into grief class. It is the elephant in the room for me. It takes up so much room. It’s bigger than me. It’s the hot-button issue in my life. I was late because I got caught by the train close to my house. So, I missed the opportunity to speak the name of the person or persons that I was grieving. Honestly, that is probably for the best for the class. My list isn’t short and who knows if I would have…
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Time for a Trim
Cats are peculiar. Yes, I am generalizing and advocating the stereotype. I did not grow up wanting to be a cat owner. My childhood dream was to have a dog. I was a teenager before that dream became a reality. And I loved my dog. Queen lived up to her name. She was regal and fiercely protective of me. We got along well. But cats….nah. I could not see myself being a cat owner. Fast forward twenty years, and here I sit typing while this weird guy looks on. Fitz, my cat, has given me a crash course in the life of a cat owner. He enjoys windowsills tremendously. Napping…
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The Power of a Wounded Worshipper
And He entered the synagogue again, and a man was there who had a withered hand. So they watched Him closely, whether He would heal him on the Sabbath, so that they might accuse Him. And He said to the man who had the withered hand, “Step forward.” Then He said to them, “Is it lawful on the Sabbath to do good or evil, to save life or to kill?” But they kept silent. And when He had looked around at them with anger, being grieved by the hardness of their hearts, He said to the man, “Stretch out your hand.” And he stretched it out, and his hand was…
