Life Lessons from Cheese and Funny Friends
NOTE: I was struggling to come up with my post for this month, so I asked some friends on FB to give me a first line. The below blog post is the result of two suggestions I received for possible
NOTE: I was struggling to come up with my post for this month, so I asked some friends on FB to give me a first line. The below blog post is the result of two suggestions I received for possible
In 2020, my word of the year was fearless. Then, I realized the beginning of wisdom is the fear of the Lord, and “fearful” was the word for 2021. 2022 brought me to the wonders of grace and that no
I messed up my perfect streak. I missed writing my blog post in November. It totally slipped my mind. You might not realize this, but I try to write you a blog every month of the year, and for the
I’m fairly certain I will not survive the apocalypse. I like to think when push comes to shove, I’ll somehow morph into this super strong and smart rendition of MacGyver, Bear Grylls, and Katniss Everdeen combined. But the sad truth
“What? God doesn’t want the best for me?” I don’t remember what started the conversation or even what followed. All I remember is when my husband said something that stopped me in my argumentative tracks. He said God’s greatest desire
I’m embarrassed to share this, but I sometimes have questions. Faith questions. The big world overwhelms me, and I melt under the noise of thousands upon thousands who seem to not even notice their creator. The masses move with certainty,
God didn’t answer my prayers. Okay, I guess the appropriate way to write that would be God said no to my prayer. I really only prayed once, and no is an actual answer. (I forget that sometimes.) It seemed like
Sometimes I wonder if I’m invisible. I know I’m not, but sometimes it seems like other people don’t even notice I’m here. Like when I’m walking down the street, and they come straight at me. My husband says I need
Where did I get the idea life shouldn’t be so hard? Am I the only one surprised by how “not easy” the pathway is? This isn’t meant to be a poor-me-life’s-so-hard kind of post. It’s just that I often walk
My world had shifted from clear and crisp to blurry and blended, and I hadn’t bothered to make it better Or I hadn’t until a few weeks ago when I finally visited the optometrist. According to the doctor, I barely