Like many of you, I was thinking about this New Year as I woke up today. I have chosen Proverbs 31:25 as my verse to focus on for 2019. It says, “She is clothed in strength and dignity, and she laughs without fear of the future.” Here is the deal though; I didn’t feel as though I rang in the […]
I’ve recently begun to train for a marathon. Don’t panic, the race is over six months from now. Also, let’s be realistic, I am not running a race. I am entering an event, which I plan to finish. I am clearly a young, fit, strong, fast, insert other positive and healthy adjectives here, woman. Here is the deal though: every […]
Right this minute, the first snow of the season is falling. Everything feels right as the dryer is whirring and the light flakes dusting the roads are shutting my commitments for the day down (I was supposed to coach my daughter’s youth basketball team this morning…because I needed something else to do…lol). Although I’ve been up for a couple hours, […]
My grandmother paid me to memorize some of the Psalms. One, in particular, was the 23rd Psalm. She would sleep in the extra bed in my room when she would come stay with us. As we would lie there, she would say, “Do you still remember the 23rd Psalm.” “Yes, Grandma.” “Let’s say it together.” I was so tired, I […]
There are people in my world who understand the word defying emotion I feel… particularly now- shortly after Mother’s Day. It is playing cards and laughing about a song written for a funeral. It is the melody of “It is Well With My Soul.” It is an unused diaper bag in the closet. It is Thanksgiving with a smaller crowd […]
I have a long way to go. I am supposed to be training for a half marathon (13.1 miles). With only nine weeks before the half, my friend asked me to join her because her running partner had to bail. I knew I wouldn’t be ready in time, but I agreed anyway. Life didn’t get the memo that I needed more […]
Recently, I have been lost.
I have been clinging to my faith and trying to find my sanity. I have been burnt out and weary. Judge if you like, but for every one person looking down on this feeling, there are three to five thinking, “me too,” or, “I’ve been there.”
I’m a pastor, and I swear sometimes.
I try not to, but sometimes there are no other words that can quite express exactly the sentiment I want to convey.
For example, I might let a word or two slip when I am out running with my dog, Bruiser. …This is when I lose my sanctified mind!
I am in this weird place of trying to be fit and healthy but still appreciate the body and the beauty of exactly where I am.
As I strive for less of me and more of Him, I am finding that celebration and gratitude don’t leave a lot of room for hurt pride and selfish ego.