Kids.  Working with the bright young minds of tomorrow can be a challenge.  For me and for them.  Sometimes, I think that they do not know their own strength.  Just ask my toys, and they will side with me. I used an actual picture of my toys to go along with this blog.  Now the toys were staged for dramatic effect.  Y’all know I’m goofy.  But the detached leg on the daddy doll is the real deal.  One of the kids did not like the way the dad’s leg was positioned while they were playing.  Instead of asking for help to get the dad in the right position, they literally…

My friend asked me how my book writing is going.  I had to be blatantly honest with her and tell her that it is not.  Between daily blogs, work, and the 1,000 other things that I am juggling, writing my book has taken a distant back seat.  I opened it up the other day with the intention of continuing to write, and my attempt fell flat.  The book has a totally different rhythm than the blogs and pulls at a different part of me.  It requires me to be more vulnerable.  I closed out of the book and went on about my night. And then…I got a reminder of who…

May your struggles keep you near the crossAnd may your troubles show that you need GodAnd may your battles end the way they shouldAnd may your bad days prove that God is goodAnd may your whole life prove that God is good “God is Good” by Jonathan McReynolds Tuesday was one of those days for me.  Although I love the rain, the grey skies set the tone for the day.  I had one road bump after another.  Have you had days like that?  I wanted to be at home snuggled under a quilt watching the rain instead of going in and out.  As soon as I made it home from…

When I was in the fifth grade, I had my first taste of adult life.  We were learning how to be responsible members of the community.  A fake town was established.  We all had roles to play in this town.  As a functioning member of the community, we each had salaries.  Our money was used to purchase essentials.  However, we were not given paper money.  That would have been too simple.  We were given checkbooks.  The teacher showed us how to write a check as well as how to balance the checkbook. Writing a check was serious business for me.  I remember the example that she had on the board. …

Life can be so complicated.  Or maybe I just make it that way sometimes.  Ya’ll I will think myself into a tizzy.  Go round and round with my thoughts until I am dizzy.  (That rhymed but I was not trying to do that…LOL…see what I mean?)  Bless my heart. It makes me think of being a kid.  It reminds me of my days on the playground.  Do ya’ll remember merry-go-rounds?  Not the fancy electronic kind that you ride during the fair or at an amusement park.  I am talking about the kind that you could use your feet to start the circular motion.  Or maybe you had that one friend…

I come from a poor family.  We did not have much.  But the Lord has been good to us.  (If you are real churchy, you just sang that song.  It goes hard, don’t it?!?)  Although those are song lyrics, they really are my testimony.  Now, I had no idea we were poor.  I had everything I wanted.  Ate well.  Had toys.  What we did not have was a dryer. As an adult, the thought of living in a home without a washer AND a dryer just does not appeal to me.  Lugging my laundry home while I was in college was a chore.  When it was finally time for me…

Working with kids can be challenging.  Whenever I began working in a new building with a new set of kids, I would inevitably get sick.  Generally, one of them would give me pink eye as a “welcome to your new job” gift.  Then another one of them would graciously share some stomach bug that knocked me off my socks.  After a month had passed, I would be stronger and more resistant to the germs that frequented that particular facility. While typing progress notes, I realized that I have been at my new job for almost 3 months and have not gotten sick.  Not once.  While I have always been cautious…

Today marks one year that I have been blogging.  Biblestudygirl.com is one year old!!!  365 days.  12 months.  52 weeks. 8,760 hours.  And what a year it has been.  Ya’ll have buckled in and ridden through so many ups and downs with me.  I am truly grateful. As I was brainstorming ideas to celebrate this occasion, I decided to check and see which blog was read by the most people throughout the past year.  One stood head and shoulders above the rest.  Although “Empty Seat at the Table” was published on October 4, 2019, it remains the most read blog on the website.  In that blog, I grapple with forgiveness…

Although 19 years have passed, I remember watching the events unfold on September 11, 2001.  I was a freshman in college.  At this point, I had established a routine.  My math class was first on the docket on Tuesdays and Thursdays.  I was thrilled that it was close to my dorm.  The proximity of the classroom made my journey to class a leisurely stroll and not a mad dash. At that point in time, I was more conscientious of my appearance.  What I am trying to say is that I made an effort to look my best.  I had not yet morphed into the girl who wore her most comfortable…