Royal palms flew by my window mile after mile, like tall dignified sentinels with very UNdignified wild and crazy hair flopping over their faces in the stiff breeze. A levy taller than three cars stacked end-to-end offered no clue that Spouse and I were actually circling massive Lake Okeechobee in south-central Florida, until we crossed a bridge that briefly opened ...
Working Together for Good (Part 2)
*This is the second half of the post I began last week; please scroll back to catch up before continuing … So on the tenth waterless day at our remote mountain cabin, I stopped at a neighbor’s house who’d kindly offered us the use of her shower while she was at work. As I left ...
Working Together for Good? (Part 1)
This time last week, I thought our spring visit to the remote Smoky Mt. cabin we inherited from Chuck’s parents couldn’t get much worse. At that time, Chuck and I had been without water in the cabin for ten days. We’d traveled from our Tampa crazy house seeking peace and rest but had found instead ...
Easter Blessings
First of all, I want to thank everyone who sent in their favorite Easter memory for my Easter Blessing Giveaway (hang tight – the winner is announced at the end of this post); you had me laughing one minute and crying the next. I was so touched by all your stories that I wanted to share a few of ...
Biting the Big Apple
The biggest thrill of Christmas, 2016 was ripping open a gift from my daughter Cricket and daughter-in-love, Rebecca, to find an apple and a note. Puzzled, I held the shiny apple in my hand as I read: “To Mom, a springtime girls-only trip to the BIG APPLE with your two girls.” Big WOW! My first time ...
Treading Water During Reno Demo
We’ve been treading water (trying not to drown) in a kitchen reno for the last few weeks and still have at least one more week to go. I know many of you have gone through the same ordeal and can readily relate to the inconvenience, noise, and discombobulation of it all.
I know you get it: my whole world feels topsy-turvy. Off kilter. A jumbled mess. Like somebody put my life in a cup and shook it like dice.
From day to day, my fridge migrates to the oddest places; I’ve been thinking about attaching one of those electronic locators so I don’t have to call in the neighbor’s bloodhound every time I want a sandwich. Each morning I have to do an Easter egg hunt for my cereal bowl, which I found in my closet one day and the bathroom another.
All My Might
It’s strawberry harvesting time here in central Florida where I hang my hat (actually my 100 hats) and this photo captures a common sight as you traverse most any back road bordering a patch of nonsubdivisioned land large enough to plunk down something with roots. Yep, dozens of hard-working people bending in the hot, hot sun over row after row of lush green plants freckled with red dots of ripe sweetness.
Share Your Blessings Giveaway!
The blessings aren’t just for you this time, my friend … it’s a Share Your Blessings Giveaway!
So easy to enter: Just share your greatest blessing with me (via Facebook or my website contact page), and you will be eligible to win. If your name is drawn as the winner on March 28, you’ll not only receive an autographed copy of my new 365-day devo, Too Blessed to be Stressed: Inspiration for Every Day for yourself, you’ll also win one to give to a friend.
Plus I’ll include a fun surprise blessing for both of you!
Embedded Messages
Arriving at the tennis facility, I jumped out of the car. Something felt … wrong. I looked down. Gasp!
“OH NO! WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?” the snarky voice inside my head screamed.
My feet, which should have been shod with appropriate tennis socks and shoes, were clad in my house flops. I’d forgotten to change my shoes!
I had no idea what to do – there were no stores anywhere nearby to rush over and buy a pair; it was too far to go back home and return by the starting time. My teammates were already on the courts warming up. I felt the blood drain right out of my brain. Deer in headlights. I had really messed up this time.
Sheer Joy
Samuel was born eleven years ago to a couple who were assured he wouldn’t … couldn’t survive. Doctors only thought that because no one ever had.
Diagnosed in utero with a rare and fatal form of dwarfism, Samuel wasn’t expected to live more than one day after birth. His parents, Evelyn and Ralph Mann, were encouraged to abort. And why not? There were only two known cases of children who had made it past infancy – ever. Both were Japanese; one died at age three, the other at seven.
But in facing this horrendous situation where they were offered absolutely no natural hope, Evelyn and Ralph found Papa God’s supernatural hope.