• Fear of Failure

    There are times when we don’t try new things because we are afraid. We fear the unknown. We may also fear failure. I never used to think I struggled with this but I’ve realized this past year how much I do. I put off getting my commercial driver’s license for years — for one I didn’t have the “want to” and secondly, I was afraid…

  • Did I Say That?

    We all have those moments. You know — those times when dumb just jumps right out of our mouths. My daugher tells people that she is a brilliant brunette with blond moments. I have more of these moments than I care to admit and for some reason, my friends never let me forget them. Recently a friend sent me an email with many “idiot sightings”…

  • Blessings

    Several years ago, I remember someone asking me if it was possible for suffering to be a blessing. At the time, I thought they were crazy. After walking through many paths of suffering, I’ve decided that yes, suffering can be a blessing. The Psalmist writes in Psalm 73 about how God held onto him in his darkest hours and about how he experienced the nearness…

  • Don’t you ever relax?

    Last month, my cousin asked me, “Girl, don’t you ever just relax?”  I’ve thought about his statement so much over the past several weeks. The truth is, my life is GO, GO, GO. While I tend to enjoy the busy pace, it is important to take time to slow down. I began to think about when I “just relax” and it usually involves hiking (which…

  • Win a Free Copy of Tears to Joy

    This week is National Suicide Prevention Week and today is World Suicide Prevention Day; unfortunately, many people believe the myth that if you talk with someone about suicide, you plant an idea in their mind. The opposite is true. If someone is thinking about suicide, talking about it could spare his life. In 2009, there were 36,909 suicides in the U.S. (100.8 suicides per day; 1 suicide…

  • O The Love!

    Last week, my mother-in-law called me crying. I was worried something was wrong. She began to talk to me about how she would never drive again (doctor’s orders), and my heart hurt for her. Then she told me that she didn’t want to sell her car. She told me she wanted to give it to me. I didn’t understand at first. I began to explain…