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The Lord is My Portion and My Cup
When I woke up this morning, I was overwhelmingly aware that all my troubles were still there. So many hard things had replaced carefree days. Days of leisure and rest had been replaced by days filled with responsibilities and to-do lists. I was also much aware that all the hard things were beginning to steal my expectation for good things in my life. As I stepped off my front porch step to take my dog outside, the sky in front of me was painted with a beautiful pink-hued sunrise over the mountains. Honestly, I admit that my first thought of the day had been one of dread. Long days with…
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Bring It All to God in Prayer
I often laugh about the time my friend called me a stuffer and herself a blower. She was referring to how different we are in how we deal with things. She is the outspoken type that speaks up letting people know how she feels instantly. I am more the type to hold hurts and frustrations inside choosing to deal with them alone. Either way in itself is not always the right way to handle things. Stuffers can easily hold misunderstandings, hurts, and frustrations inside until you are a powder keg ready to explode or allow them to cause discouragement or resentment. Blowers can lose their tempers and say things in…
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Freedom from Striving
I have a confession to make. More times than I admit, I don’t finish what I start. I generally have all these great big plans and ideas as I step out boldly to do All.The.Things. Then I get hijacked somewhere between my glorious beginning and my name in lights ending by all things called life. I am left idling in the middle of the road called Success, loaded to the brim of all these great things but left overwhelmed to where I can no longer move. This middle-of-the-road place is where I quietly sat deep in thought recently. As I sat and sputtered for a while and let my motor…
