• Transparent

    I Whip My Hair

    Whenever it’s time to get the ends of my hair trimmed, I get a blowout.  My stylist washes and uses a blow dryer to dry my hair.  Then she uses a flat iron to further straighten my hair and to add a little curl.  She always does an amazing job.  My hair has body and shine.  It moves when there is the slightest breeze in the air.  Pretty cool. When I was a little girl, I would walk around the house with a t-shirt on my head.  I loved long hair, and I felt that this was the best way to achieve it.  Don’t get me wrong.  I had long…

  • Seriously Saved Saturdays

    Seriously Saved Saturdays

    It’s the last Saturday of 2019.  I don’t know about you, but this year has flown by for me.  It’s amazing how life can change in 365 days.  The end of the year causes me to be reflective.  This time last year, I was strutting around with a pretty diamond on my left ring finger.  I had no desire or thought to write a blog, write a book, or record a podcast.  My dream of what 2019 held for me was much different than the reality of what 2019 held for me.  Let’s look ahead to what Saturdays in 2020 will look like for Bible Study Girl and the Bible…

  • Sweet Baby

    Be Brave

    Although Sweet Baby is only five, she can drop some precious pearls of knowledge. She is in love with my cat, Fitz. So, she always asks how he is doing. I told her that Fitz got a shot recently, but he handled it like a champ. Then, I shared with her that I’m not a big fan of shots. She was surprised that I wasn’t fearless. She told me that she had gotten a flu shot, and she wasn’t scared at all. As a matter of fact, she told me that she was brave. The thing that I love about Sweet Baby is that she didn’t want me going through…

  • Christmas

    Silent Night

    When it comes to Christmas music, “Silent Night” is a classic. I love to hear a clear soprano rendition of this tune. Curiosity got the best of me, and I dug a little deeper into the origin of this timeless song. Joseph Franz Mohr, a pastor in Austria, was in a tizzy on Christmas Eve 1818. He was in desperate need of a song for Christmas Eve midnight mass. Although he had written a poem, it needed to be paired with music. He walked three kilometers to a friend’s house to get some help. His friend, Franz Xaver Gruber, was an organist. Together, they were able pair the words with…

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