Restless and Running

When you get to a place in life where you look around, and all you see are bits and pieces of what you think your life is supposed to include, you get a sense of frustration. Well. I do.  I’m leading a bible study. The title is Restless. And I am. Restless, I mean. And thankfully I am finding I am not alone. Jennie Allen, the author, talks about threads in our life. She means all the different bits and pieces in our life that God has allowed or given or placed.  For me these include my skills as a…

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Greedy Grip

My friends, Erin and Dan-O, once had a toddler. She is old now, but when she was an itty bitty sly thing she sneaked into the kitchen garbage can, where she confiscated a few stale Whoppers I threw away. When I caught her, she gripped her chubby little hands around those candies as if they were her last melons for the next million, billion years. I tried prying those puny fists open, but she gripped harder and screamed, “DON’T TAKE IT!! I NEEEED IT!” To that I cracked up laughing and had to call in reinforcements, because as it turns…

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Seizing Is Not The Same as Seizure

Sure these two words share a root, but so do koalas and kangaroos. This past week, I have been processing and asking and questioning and releasing in my conversations with God. We have lived in Idaho for almost a year now, and well. It hasn’t stuck as quickly as Reno. In Reno, we went to a church my brother recommended. They had me at free Krispie Cream donuts and coffee. Plus, the pastor actually seemed to be good at what he does. We fit. We just knew it was gonna fit like OJ when he tried on some gloves. Only…

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Loverly and Not so Loverly Wednesdays

I love this link up. (Click that girl. You will love her.) Not so much the word hate. It’s like saying shut up. Always so harsh. I love vintage. Not so much the hunting through garage sales and dust. I have an allergy fit for a week after a good antique store. I love coffee. Not so much when I am out of creamer and my only option is sugar free. WHAT IS THE POINT? And what is that weird after taste? DARN YOU COFFEE AND YOUR WICKED WOMAN WAYS. I can’t quit you. I love the sense of accomplishment…

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Welcome to Hollywood

If I tell you something, can you keep it a secret? I want to be a writer when I grow up. Some may argue that I am already grown, but I will point my finger back at them and say the fact that I call my self a grown up, and not an adult, proves I am IN FACT a child. I am comfortable with it. I have given a few tid bits here and there and I have honestly made some headway toward completing this bad boy I call THE BOOK. Sometimes I get very excited about a project…

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Count it ALL Joy

I struggle with the verse that tells me to “count it all joy.” I know what Paul meant. And half the time I get it, but when I am smack dab in the middle of the goo, it’s tough to remember his point. Last night I woke up several times with the thought, “God, I don’t know what you are doing.” Then I would fall back to sleep. This morning, so early in the summer morning, I woke with the same thought. “Lord, I don’t know what you are doing.” Then, I tried to pray because it’s a good idea…

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Prayers for Persevering

Persevering. It’s almost an offensive word for people who are stuck in the middle of it. This is an excerpt of my prayer journal recently. I was feeling frustrated that we haven’t adopted some babes. I really want to adopt some babes. I really think God wants us to adopt some babes. My children are completely offended that we haven’t adopted some babes. My husband thinks we already have a lot of children. :/ God’s witty comebacks are in parenthesis:Lord, diligence and I do not move in similar circles, but I know you can change this. (You are practicing diligence).…

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