Barbie DVD’s are not my first pick for my girlies to watch, but can I just tell you that they actually have life lessons in them? In Barbie’s Fairy Secret, two of the girls are at odds, continually bickering with each other and jealous of one another. The entire movie…
So much of life is spent not on the actual event, but in preparation for the event. Yesterday I logged my last three training miles for the half marathon coming up on Saturday, bringing my total training miles to 233 for this race. While I’m not completely prepared in every way, I…
Today I received a wonderful gift. Two gifts, actually. While the physical nature of the two gifts is needed and wanted, the greater gift was the two handwritten notes that accompanied the gifts. Neither giver knows the other. The two gifts are completely unrelated in any way. But the orchestration…
Up to bat at the Gypsy Mama’s place again. It’s that time- Friday’s here! (Everyone on three: HOORAY!) On Fridays the writing gals unite and link, one word provided by the ringleader Lisa-Jo. And the word winner is: TOGETHER. 5 minutes of gloriously unedited writing. Here we go. Flowers were…
photo credit Training for a half marathon is not an easy feat, at least for me. Today the weather channel showed 70-80% of rain in our area for the entire day; as the Nashville Half Marathon inches closer (April 28th!), backing down is not an option. So run in the…
My friend, The Gypsy Mama, holds a weekly gathering for the writer people. We challenge ourselves to stop, drop, and write for just 5 minutes. No edits; no do-overs. Thankful for her prompt. And this week’s word? Goodbye. The wind whipped about the coats and hats of all standing in…
What does prayer smell like? One year of Bible study. One summer of Bible teaching. One book: “The Sensational Scent of Prayer.” Each step brought the familiar sights and sounds closer. The annual trek to the tabernacle was one dreaded by Hannah. The trip only meant more of the teasing…
From the time we are born, the mentality of “I can” is ingrained in our thick skulls. Parents say, “Oh, yes, you CAN.” (mmmhmmm. I’m one of those.) Teachers reiterate: “Just try. Then try again.” Even the childhood story of The Little Engine that Could is a favorite. “I think…
On Fridays, my friend, The Gypsy Mama, gives writers a five minute word prompt and we take off on the adventure of description for that one word. Today, she graciously allowed more the five minutes. Today is more than Friday. Today is Good Friday. The prompt? Light. Darkness had fallen…
For the past week or so, the hospitality study over at Karen Ehman’s hopping spot has spurred on my fiery brain. I love my family; ya’ll know that. I serve them like crazy, you might even know that. But there is one little thing that has been eating at me…
It’s Friday, as if you needed to be told, and on Fridays, the writer in me glories in taking five minutes just to be free. To write on the prompt provided by my friend, the Gypsy Mama, no take-backs. This week her one word: GIFT. So here we go: The…
Two weeks ago, towards the end of a busy day, I rushed to clean the kitchen after dinner. My hope was to get out the door for a quick run while my husband manned the fort. In the middle of the rush, my six year old decides to ask a…
