While I was lounging on the couch, a deluge of rain fell from the sky.  Fitz, my cat, continued his nap perched in his favorite place by the window.  Even though the sky had been overcast all day…even though the conditions were conducive for a downpour, I was caught off guard.  I’m a fan of watching rain from the coziness of home.  Since I’ve been afforded the opportunity to spend time at home, I snuggled in and watched the downpour. And what a downpour it was!  The rain was falling so heavily that all I could see was a white sheet of water.  I focused on the loud sound it…

In an attempt to maintain some normalcy, I decided to establish a routine around here.  I gave myself some grace and just allowed my body to wake up naturally.  The day wouldn’t start until I was fully rested.  Then after I got out of bed, the plan was to workout using YouTube.  I assigned myself a room to deep clean daily.  I would then work on my book for a couple of hours.  After all those things were completed, I would have free time.  Beautiful plan, don’t you think? Of course, my plan got derailed.  I did great last Monday and Tuesday.  But honey, I was over it by Wednesday. …

Faith.  It’s easy to make declarations about having faith when your world is going at a typical pace.  When every day is not great but not horrible either.  When life is average, you can hope for the extraordinary and not be too terribly put off when the extraordinary doesn’t occur.  Miracles are only special because they don’t happen all the time.  So, we hope for the things not seen, but we can get complacent in our faith. You can go back to my first postings in January 2020 and practically smell the hope.  You can almost tangibly feel the anticipation.  Something great was on the horizon.  Things were clicking along…

A storm is brewing.  I can hear the thunder rolling.  It’s not a constant boom.  It comes and goes.  Fitz, my cat, keeps running to the window to figure out what is going on.  He’s used to the steady hum of traffic, but this sound is different.  It’s unsettling. As I watch him run back and forth in a frenzy, I’m reminded of the state of America today.  Coronavirus has arrived on American soil and much of the nation is in a panic. Now, I’ll be honest.  Most of my information about the virus came from secondhand sources.  You know, the Facebook philosophers and Instagram professors.  Or I’d ask Bible…

Although I can be rebellious, at my core, I’m a rule follower.  I like decency.  I like order.  I carry that same spirit into my driving.  No texting while driving.  Follow the speed limit.  We’ll all get there when we’re supposed to.  And then I moved to Houston. Houston is one of the largest cities in the country.  The interstates are massive and filled with traffic.  Unlike me, all these drivers had somewhere to be, and they needed to be there immediately. I won’t forget the first time that I laid eyes on the huge interstate.  I accepted my job without having ever been to Houston.  I didn’t even really…

This blog started out as a way for me to share my faith.  In the process, it has become a way for me to sort through my emotions.  It has become a way for me to channel my energies in a positive direction.  It has forced me to look long and hard at myself and evaluate the state of my faith life. I’m thrilled that I have a platform to share my faith and triumphs.  A safe place to discuss downfalls and defeats.  This past Sunday was a triumph.  On Sunday, Bible Study Brother was licensed to minister.  People came from all over to pray with and encourage my baby…

My first kiss happened in the rain.  Not a complete downpour and not a drizzle.  It was that spot in between.  And, for me, it was magical.  I’m a nerd from way back.  Books and my imagination have been my company since I can remember.  While I have a heart for people, I can often stay to myself.  Relationships get messy.  Communication falters.  You get hurt.  So, a first kiss was a teenage dream that I thought would evolve into a young adult dream.  Until it happened. For others, their teen years were a dream.  Child, I was dreaming of adulthood.  I wanted my own place, my own life.  I…

A diamond is a chunk of coal that did well under pressure. I had a quote like this on my therapy wall for many years.  Doesn’t it sound good?  I can see people everywhere nodding their heads.  It just resonates with you and encourages you to keep going when life is pressing in on you from every side.  But…it’s not true. See, I was going to write a blog about how life can pressure you.  I was going to tell you that we are all formed from the dust.  Then I was going to segue and let you know that the process is shaping you and refining you into a…

When I was a kid, I despised peas.  I know most kids don’t like vegetables but that wasn’t the case for me.  I thoroughly enjoyed vegetables.  My great-grandmother made the best cabbage on this side of glory.  I referred to cabbage as Cabbage Patch Kids and often requested more.  So, I didn’t have a disdain for all vegetables.  Just those sweet, little, squishy peas. My mom was a stickler for family dinner when I was younger.  We sat at the dinner table and were required to eat all that was on our plates if we wanted dessert.  And boy, my mom made some delicious meals.  Except for the times that…