I woke up early this morning, in spite of staying up a bit later than usual last night. It’s been a rather intense couple of weeks, and my brain has been operating at somewhat over capacity!
Friends needing prayer. Family needing prayer. The world needing prayer. I have a book I’m writing . . . and it’s calling me to get the words strung together. I see God’s hand, once again directly and deliberately guiding me and leading me to places I can’t even imagine — to places I’ve never been. It’s daunting and exciting and honestly, somewhat exhausting!
I’m…
“That’s what you do for every person who comes into your life.” This matter-of-fact comment has been coming to mind so often in the past few days!
I’m one of those “word of the year” types. I spend a lot of time talking to God — and I’m getting better about listening, though that’s still an area for improvement. Every year before the current year is over I glean the word he intends to be my theme for the upcoming year.
My word for 2020 was “Flourish.” I know!! Crazy considering everything that’s happened over the past few months! But…
I woke up early this morning, in spite of staying up a bit later than usual last night. It’s been a rather intense couple of weeks, and my brain has been operating at somewhat over capacity!
Friends needing prayer. Family needing prayer. The world needing prayer. I have a book I’m writing . . . and it’s calling me to get the words strung together. I see God’s hand, once again directly and deliberately guiding me and leading me to places I can’t even imagine — to places I’ve never been. It’s daunting and exciting and honestly, somewhat exhausting!
I’m…
There’s a virulence in the United States that is far more pervasive, frightening and in need of a cure that any medical condition, threat or infection.
It’s called prejudice. Dictionary.com defines it: an unfavorable opinion or feeling formed beforehand or without knowledge, thought, or reason.
It’s been around for so long — longer than I’ve been alive — that it almost eludes most of us who enjoy what’s come to be called “white privilege.” I take it for granted because, well . . . I’m white!
Some of my earliest memories involve discussions in our home about how wrong it…
The winds today over our city are outlandish! Howling! Gusting! Taking down tree limbs and forcing off power to homes all over the area!
It’s been like this all day! And perhaps I’ve been situated smack in the middle of this stay at home order a few days too long, but I have rather marveled at the weather!
My office window is cracked. Even with it closed I could hear the wind chimes, furiously clanging and frantically tinkling to endure the force that pushed them so furiously toward fulfilling their sole purpose!
Clang, clang. Ding, ding. Tinkle, twinkle, turn and…
The birds don’t know there is a global human health pandemic. As I step out onto my deck to drink my morning coffee, they are carrying on like crazy! Their “job” never changes. Their purpose never shifts. They were made to sing! And that is what they do. Every morning. They sing. It’s what they were made to do.
As I’m sitting on my deck on Day 5 of the “all non-essential personnel should work from home” edict from my employer — and the mayor, governor, President of the United States, I’m thinking about the birds.
While the human toll…
I started reading a book, May Cause Miracles, by Gabrielle Bernstein a couple of weeks ago. It was recommended by a friend who’s opinions I respect. She offered to allow anyone reading the book to share in her on-line group weekly about our learning, impressions, challenges, thoughts.
I’ve been pretty blown away because it’s a bit new-age-y for me, but the core content is so valuable! The exercises have helped me so much. …
As I sat in the still quiet house, sipping my coffee, I lifted a prayer of gratitude and thanks for where I find myself in life.
A lot of forgiveness had to take place — much of it forgiving myself! A great deal of healing had to occur. But I worship a God who heals all hurts and binds up all wounds. Still plenty more needed but we’re works in progress until we breathe our last.
I say it again — like an endless hymn of praise — I. AM. GRATEFUL. In our current 1st world lives, that’s a word…
Today’s guest blogger is Heather Thompson. I’m so excited that she’s generously sharing her journey from Food Addiction to Food Sober. Have you ever heard of Carnivore eating? It was new to me but she’s had such great success with it, I thought it would the perfect way to celebrate National Meat Week, January 26 — February 2, 2020.
Hello :) This is my first year celebrating carnivore week/month!!
I’ll start with a little background of what lead me to carnivore. The past 20 years I struggled with eating disorders, depression, and food addiction.
I was always searching for the…
Freud said in a letter to Carl Jung, in September 1907, “One day, in retrospect, the years of struggle will strike you as the most beautiful.”
That seems counter to all we know and can make sense of, doesn’t it? How can a struggle — past or present — be transformed into something beautiful?
Even if you don’t believe that everything happens for a reason, you probably do agree that there is a lesson in every loss. In every setback, there’s something to be gathered that is useful. It seems more complicated than saying “it’s all about your attitude.” …

I help you divinely design your words to heal the world.