Don't Give Up

For the last couple of years, I have joked with my friends, that I can’t make plans without something supernaturally crazy happening, forcing me to cancel my plans. It is almost scary when I think about it, the times I am dressed and ready to go out, and then I get the call, a loved one is headed to the hospital, a friend has passed away or it could be less serious but still demands my immediate attention, like my kids basketball practice got changed at the last minute, and my husband has to work, so I have to take them, or my car won’t start. It nevers fails though, I put the plan on the calendar, and then boom, something beyond my control happens, and I make the dreaded call or send the unwelcome text, “sorry I can’t make it”. The most recent supernatural occurrence has left me in tears. Not because of what I missed, but of what I would have missed, had I not been obedient to the voice of the Lord. I had made plans, with an old friend, to go see an old friend, that is very ill an

I recently wrote a blog about why I need Jesus. In fact, that was the title, of the blog. “Why I Need Jesus”. It wasn’t titled, Why You Need Jesus, or That Guy Needs Jesus, or The Whole World needs Jesus, although those thoughts do cross my mind from time to time; it was simply titled, Why I Need Jesus. It was a first for me. The first time I really opened up on Social Media about the many reasons, I need Jesus, in my life. I explained, it was more than just heaven and hell and salvation, but how Jesus is an integral and crucial part of my everyday life. I posted the blog on Tuesday night and when I got up Wednesday morning to check the stats, it was gone. It was as if I had never even posted it. When I went to my original blogger site, I found the post, clicked share to Facebook, and the message, “this cannot be shared, it has been reported as abusive ”, popped up on my screen. I was flabbergasted. I had only shared this blog on my Facebook ministry page and therefore I was perplexed

Why I Need Jesus Oh how I need Jesus. Besides the fact that I believe in eternity and sin and hell and heaven and repentance; there are a lot of other reasons that I need Jesus.  I have seen myself without Him and it is not a pretty sight. I am such a terrible person without Him. Without Him, I think only about myself and what makes me happy. Without Him, I push others aside and focus on my wants, my needs, my desires and I never give a second thought as to how my behavior, my words or my actions will affect someone else. Without Jesus, I am prideful, stubborn and downright mean. Without Him, I am impatient and easily irritated and find it hard to let things go.  I need Him. I need Jesus. Every hour of every day, I need Him. Without Him, I feel empty, lonely, lost and sad. Without Jesus, I let others hurt me, I let what others think about me, shape me into a different person. Without Jesus, I lose sight of what is really important. Without Him, I seek unhealthy things to fill

Oh how I need Jesus. Besides the fact that I believe in eternity and sin and hell and heaven and repentance; there are a lot of other reasons that I need Jesus.  I have seen myself without Him and it is not a pretty sight. I am such a terrible person without Him. Without Him, I think only about myself and what makes me happy. Without Him, I push others aside and focus on my wants, my needs, my desires and I never give a second thought as to how my behavior, my words or my actions will affect someone else. Without Jesus, I am prideful, stubborn and downright mean. Without Him, I am impatient and easily irritated and find it hard to let things go.  I need Him. I need Jesus. Every hour of every day, I need Him. Without Him, I feel empty, lonely, lost and sad. Without Jesus, I let others hurt me, I let what others think about me, shape me into a different person. Without Jesus, I lose sight of what is really important. Without Him, I seek unhealthy things to fill His place in my life.

I was humbled at the grocery store the other day. I ran into the store to pick up a few items before heading home. My husband and my son were sick, I had just left church, I was headed to a birthday party for a little boy our community is celebrating, that has cancer, and I needed a few things from the store.  I rushed in, grabbed the items from the shelves, got in the shortest line I could find, skipped the usual small talk I so enjoy at this particular store, swiped my card and ran out the door. I was bound by time and needed to get stuff done. I ended up spending way more than I had anticipated, while in the store, but it did not even dawn on me until I was pulling out of the parking lot and my eyes fell on a scene that would flood me with conviction. As I flipped my blinker to signal my right turn out of the parking lot, my eye was caught by a little old lady bending over her grocery cart, outside in the cold, flipping through the coupons in her hand. She was wearing a wor

Have you ever uttered the words “I quit”, when dealing with your kids, or maybe yelled at them and screamed at them to the top of your lungs like I did the other day!?! I do believe the Holy Ghost left me for a split second while I went on a screaming rant, that had anyone other than my children heard me, I would have been cuffed, stuffed and headed straight to lock down, thrown in a padded room, probably wearing a straight jacket and given some sedatives. And now that I am seeing that written down, it doesn’t sound quite so bad. I could use a timeout. A nice quiet room, a little something to calm my nerves, no one around to make demands and throw fits when they don’t get their way. Now, don’t get me wrong, I am not making light of this, or of those that really do need that treatment, but I am telling you, I was mad, stark raving mad! All I want is for my kids to clean their room. That’s it. It is only something I have been asking of them since they were 3. Pick up your toys an

I’ve been sick all week. Not the kind of bedridden sick that I usually get this time of year, although I feel it coming, I am just praying and believing God to heal me, but the icky feeling of sluggish tiredness and the body doesn’t feel quite right with the sniffles and headache kind of sick. I don’t have time to get sick. Do any of us? Whenever I do though, my mom always says, this is God’s way of making you slow down. I am not sure I entirely agree with that statement but nonetheless, I do slow down. This week I have had lots of down time which is a welcome rarity for me, so if I’m gonna get sick this was the week to do it. During my down time I have done some major Jesus seeking. I have not only been praying for healing in my own body, but for healing in the body of Christ. I will be honest with you. I am tired of seeing miserable Christians. That is the biggest oxymoron there ever was if I do say so myself. Even while in bed sick I found reasons to praise God and thank Hi

I’ve got writer’s block. So, in hopes, this will pass, I am going to post another random pictures from my phone post. I have some pretty funny ones, and I may get into some trouble, but, that is just what I get, when posting my life on Social Media...lol...So enjoy, feel free to share, and pray for me! I need to finish my book, post some productive blog posts, and get ready for my Women’s Conference this Friday...Eeeeeeeeeeek! Seriously...I’m not sure how David Hasselhoff photobombed this family pic, but it honestly just popped up...this is a #tbt to 2014 I just couldn’t help myself...it was a HUGE weiner in the parking lot! I plead the fifth...the fact that I am laying down, in Costco, with cases of wine behind me...means nothing! This is my 15 year old son, after a night of babysitting 4 tween girls, you should see his face...he was compensated well! When shopping, one must do their research; this was for new church toilets...not sure they pay me enough...ha-ha...JK.

I’m overdue for a blog post...my self-induced goal is to post a new one every Thursday, but I think I am two weeks behind. I have earnestly been trying to slow down and prioritize my to do lists, I’ve been working hard at saying no, so I don’t get so overwhelmed, and I HAVE been spending more time with my family, and for that I am extremely grateful; but, because there is always a but, I am still crazy busy. This time of year always seems to fill up faster for me than any other time of year, and it isn’t because of Christmas coming, which we will not even go there today, because I cannot even think about Christmas yet; but, ugh there is that nasty little three letter word again, but I am busy every single weekend and at least four weekdays right up until the second weekend in November. Momma needs a time out. So here is my random thought list for the day...today...Thursday, and if I don’t watch it, this thought train could ride me all the way to the land of crazy town. Don’t forge

I’m not sure if it is my obsessive need to always be doing something, aka, avoiding cleaning my home and organizing my office, or if I am just really that busy, but life has got me spinning. Every single time I turn around I am doing something or going somewhere. I had gotten really good at going to bed by a certain time and making sure I was recieving the rest I needed to keep up with my busy life, but recently I find myself, walking at midnight, no literally walking my street at midnight with my husband, because I can’t sleep. My mind is wandering to the next day’s happenings before I have even put to rest that day’s events. This is not like me. I have always loved and embraced the scripture, Matthew 6:34 “ Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.” However, instead of not worrying about tomorrow, I find myself constantly making mental “to do” lists that keep growing and growing and growing.  Am I really tha