If a blog post could somehow be a steaming latte in your favorite flavor (coconut milk for my friend who can’t have dairy), I would surprise you at work with 16 ounces today, along with a high-calorie glazed doughnut and a long hug. Because it seems like most everybody in my little circle is having…
Lots of talk among my people lately, about tasks we have to do that seem impossible. Like my daughter who is working through senior-level accounting classes. And my mom who temporarily has to fill another role at work, on top of her normal job duties. And my husband who listed off to me weeks of…
You should have heard us at church last Saturday night. That preacher man –who looked mighty fine –had us looking back on all the good in 2015. Three years ago we started a debt emancipation to pay off our building mortgage of 1.3 millions dollars, and today it is payed off. What do we say…
My calendar made me hyperventilate on Saturday morning. Well, the calendar didn’t make me –because it’s just a Wyoming Wildlife calendar with a picture of a great gray owl on it for the month of December. It was all my scribbles on the calendar that sucked the essence of life right out of my lungs,…
All you have to do is talk to a college student the week before Thanksgiving holiday, to know living is impossible. All the tasks we need to accomplish are more than a person can do. Or ask someone how he’s doing, with sincerity of heart that really begs an answer, and get the honest response…
I’m not known for pristine countertops anyway, but if you make it a Friday afternoon and mix in a wedding reception craft, papers to grade, a few lunch boxes from the boy, and a stack of bills, it’s an end-of-the-week disaster. So there’s that preacher man of mine with bachelor party gift in hand. Let’s…
Every so often I get enough of a leisurely day to pull out the Fleischmann’s. I’m undisciplined in the kitchen (although I’m hoping to grow out of that), but I do love to make a good yeast bread. Cinnamon rolls, homemade tortillas, or cinnamon rolls. Bread is like a garden except 69 hours less work….
With a Sonicare in my mouth, I tell the Lord straight up, You’ve put me in a place where I don’t have everything I need to do what you’re asking me to do. I am the Israelite nation, waking up to make bricks again today. This time without straw provided. “The slave drivers kept pressuring…
Because I talked to a young mom recently about stress, with the home schooling and the four little kids and the new puppy, I’m going to be brave enough to tell you there have been times in the last five days when I’ve thought I might fly apart from stress. I’ve been enjoying everything I’ve…
So you know how I’ve been overwhelmed and stressed and not sleeping, with this new job prep and all? Well, that makes me want to hurt people. Hurting people did not make the fruits list. “The fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control.” (Galatians 5:22-23 NIV) I…
I can barely breathe right now. I went from months of unemployed bliss and little responsibility to being employed as a teacher (so much work!) and getting ready to teach a Bible study for women on Wednesday nights. I guess somewhere in there people in this house are going to want clean underwear and milk…
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