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Attitude of Gratitude: Quilting
I have a deep love and appreciation for quilts. Mainly, the quilts that my great-grandmother made. Ma Patra would sit and sew regularly. This has become a part of my life that is really a background memory. I do not recall ever helping much with the quilting progress. But I know that she was diligent about completing the quilts. Fun fact: My family is very territorial about their Ma Patra quilts. We all have more than one that was hand-stitched by her. As I was growing up, she would give me a quilt on special occasions. I would also get them just because, but I looked forward to receiving a…
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Attitude of Gratitude: Salvation
I am eternally grateful for my salvation. No series about my personal thanksgiving could really ever be complete without it. Without salvation, there is no Bible Study Girl. Without salvation, there is no hope. I asked Google to define salvation. It spit out that salvation is “preservation or deliverance from harm, ruin, or loss.” In my eyes, that definition covers it. I accepted Christ publicly when I was nine years old. I walked down the aisle at church. I stood in front of the entire congregation and told them that I believed that Jesus died for my sins. I declared that I accepted Him into my life. I received the…
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Attitude of Gratitude: Bible Study Brother
Happy, happy, happy, happy, happy Birthday Bible Study Brother. A review of things that I am grateful for would not be complete if I didn’t salute this guy. I have shared before how much I wanted a sibling. I knew at a tender age that only child life was not going to cut it. I was thrilled to meet the little guy that made me a big sister. Unfortunately, our first meeting was not all peaches and cream. He was getting his diaper changed and well…thank God for my quick reflexes. Our relationship improved after the initial meeting. He was everything I wanted…until he started walking. I take that back. …
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An Attitude of Gratitude: Laughter
On today, I express my gratitude for laughter. Listen up guys. Everything that I am grateful for is not super deep. I am so easily amused. Ask Bible Study Mama. She will tell you that I laugh in my sleep. Not just a giggle. I am talking deep belly laughs. The kind that really should wake me up. Sometimes, she asks what I was dreaming. Usually, I cannot recall anything specific. Now earlier this year, my laughter was replaced with crying in my sleep. I am talking deep belly crying. The kind that actually woke me up. On more nights than I can count. Bible Study Mama did not have…
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An Attitude of Gratitude: Second Chances…And Third…And Fourth
In years past, I have been committed to using the month of November as a time to express thanks. The very first year of the blog I extended an invitation to friends and family members to write about things that they were thankful for. And last year Bible Study Brother took over and gave written roses to people who had made a difference in his life. Writing took a major back seat in my life this year, but the good Lord pulled especially hard on my heart today. The theme for this year’s November blogs will be “An Attitude of Gratitude.” In the midst of the MOST challenging year of…
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Fight Through It
And she answered and said to Him, “Yes, Lord, yet even the little dogs under the table eat from the children’s crumbs.” Luke 7:28 Faith is the substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen. All you need is a mustard seed-sized amount. Which is so small. Tiny really. And sometimes so difficult to have. I am speaking from personal experience. In a season that has left me feeling battered and bruised, I was reminded that I have to fight through it. Let’s dive right into the sermon recap. Sunday’s sermon landed in Mark 7:24-30. There we see Jesus entering a house in the region of…
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An Unconventional Homecoming
Sitting at my computer and typing is a homecoming of sorts for me. I did not realize how much I missed it…how much I need it…until my fingers started flying across these keys. This is therapy for me. This is ministry for me. This is freedom. God meets me here, and I am thankful that He did not count me out. Although I have missed many of our appointments, He has faithfully shown up. So, what has Bible Study Girl been doing to handle her grief? Lots of random things. Binge-watching true crimes and murder mystery shows. Eating. Not eating. Exercising excessively. Not moving at all. Crying. Laughing. Rearranging furniture. …
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Kindergarten Is NOT Awesome!
Another school year has officially begun. Kids have been placed in front of their homes or schools holding up signs that state their grade, favorite things, teacher’s name, and potential future occupations. Parents have hugged and kissed their little angels and performed victory dances because schools have opened their doors once again. We are ready for our new routines. We are settling into our fall schedules. Well…not all of us. My job affords me the opportunity to work with the great minds of tomorrow. Our child development center has kids that range in age from 6 weeks to five or six years of age. And every year, I have to…
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Yahtzee!!!
Yahtzee!!! The box says that it is a game of skill AND chance. The box also says that it is fun for the entire family. Most games probably make these same claims, but take my professional gaming opinion….the claims are true. Well, Bible Study Mama and Brother might argue the “fun for the entire family” point, but don’t listen to them. This game is a hoot and a holler. I have shared before that Bible Study Brother and I would spend our summers in St. Louis with our grandmother. Those summers provided so many special memories and experiences. We went to the library and the zoo. We staked out our…
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Still, Small Voice
It has been months since I last sat at this computer. I walk by it daily. It sits on the dining room table. I glance at it while I am watching TV. I wonder if I should close it up and put it in a drawer. But then I realize that requires energy that I do not have. So, it has occupied its home on the dining room table, and I have embraced my newfound love for my couch and my bed. Until today. I did it. I surrendered. I obeyed the still, small voice that has been telling me to write for over a month. I have spent a…