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Happy Mother’s Day!
Hope your day is full of love, blessings, and lots of hugs and kisses,
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The Power of the Tongue {In the Church}
On Sunday morning we had a guest speaker at our church named Evangelist Rodney Warren. He often speaks at our church in our pastor’s absence and I enjoy listening to him because I always learn something. Which is a good thing because, well, that’s part of the reason why we go to church, right? For the past year or so, the Lord has been dealing with me on two fronts: my temper and my mouth. I have a pretty bad temper. Not an I’ll cuss you out or cut you kinda temper but an I will verbally cut you down to size and do my best to inflict as much emotional…
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He Will Direct Your Path {Word Filled Wednesday}
Miss 18 made it home safely from New York late Sunday evening. Praise God. Y’all have no idea how much I was stressing over this trip… A few weeks ago, Miss 18 called to ask if I could bring her home for Spring Break and I agreed. My head was immediately filled with all of the adventures we’d have since the weather’s warmed up. Then the day before I was to pick her up, she informed me that she’d be spending the week in New York. My heart broke for a variety of reasons: My daughter wasn’t coming home She was going off to New York With people I didn’t…
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Think and Pray Before You Step {Word Filled Wednesday}
I’ve often said that I have the navigational skills of a monkey in a hurricane. Sometimes being directionally challenged has led me to wonderful discoveries such as the Bollinger Mill Historical Site and other times it has left me on the side of the road near breaking point because I wasn’t sure which way to go. But the one thing that I’ve learned throughout both of these experiences is that I need to have a plan. If I don’t want to get lost, I can’t simply rely on my GPS. I have to have a map and a fully charged phone. In our spiritual lives, sometimes we can feel like…
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The Power of Words
“Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” At some point, we’ve all heard that nursery rhyme yelled by some kid who’s being bullied on the playground. In fact, we’ve probably said it ourselves a time or two. Even as adults. I know I’ve said it more times than I care to count. I was one of those kids who was bullied and, eventually, became a bully. Hey, you try being a red~headed, yellow~skinned, freckle~faced, glasses~wearing, braces~having black chick. It wasn’t easy. The one thing I never understood was how that little rhyme was supposed to help because words hurt and they hurt like crazy.…
