Why Weed Your Own Life

Why Weed Your Own Life

Weeds are the bane of me. I am NOT a fan of weeds (I like them less than squirrels). It seem like even if I put down double layers of weed barrier under my landscaping rocks, the pesky plants still find a way to grow on top of dirt wedged in the rocks. Grrrrr . . . ....

The Antidote to Fear

Fear has a way of bulldozing its way into our lives. Uninvited. Unwilling to leave. Fear keeps us sidelined and imprisoned in puny thinking. Author Max Lucado shares the following poignant thoughts on the pervasiveness of fear and how courage and faith counter our...
Oh, That Waiting Thang!

Oh, That Waiting Thang!

Waiting. Rats. Sigh. I have never met a person who enjoys waiting. Delays. Slowdowns. Interruptions. Postponements. Sure it does not help that our culture is hastily driven by instant gratification and instant results. Instant is a promised expectation in our world...
The Answer to Those Loose Ends

The Answer to Those Loose Ends

Loose ends. We all encounter them. Some of us are good at wrapping up loose ends and moving on. Others of us tend to leave loose ends dangling here and there. I’m realizing that with work and some everyday responsibilities, I can be a wrapper upper with the best of...
How to Get Out of a Rut—Part 2

How to Get Out of a Rut—Part 2

Last month I wrote about how we can get stuck in life with the same ol’ routines. The same foods, the same drive to work, the same debate with a spouse, the same TV shows, the same thought patterns. To boost us out of a rut, I introduced you to Wendy, the...
10 Best Gifts FROM Mom

10 Best Gifts FROM Mom

If you do an online search for “Mother’s Day gifts,” you’ll find at least 459,000,000 (459 million!) different gift ideas for dear Mom from chocolate-drizzled strawberries and fresh floral arrangements to crossbody bags and spa gift cards. But instead of sharing the...
Why Interruptions Are Good for You

Why Interruptions Are Good for You

Tap. Rap-tap. Tap. For the past several weeks I’ve heard the slight knock at my front door around 7:40 every weekday morning. My 11-year-old neighbor five houses up stops by now to greet Posie, my new collie girl who was a littermate to my Ayrabelle. Bit by bit, I am...