Thanks Living

Endure with Joy (lessons from the RV)

It has been a year since we have been displaced. I used the term displaced loosely. I have friends in Guatemala who have no place to lay their heads or accumulate belongings.  They are displaced in the real sense of the word. But, here in Texas among my circle of friends, selling a spacious home without… Continue reading Endure with Joy (lessons from the RV)


Is your representation legit?

I was in a sorority in college. Alpha Chi Omega. Thankfully, for the most part, my sisters were modest, Christian young women aiming to be world changers. I learned a lot through my experience with AXΩ. One lesson that has carried over into adulthood is to remember who I’m representing. Bearing the letters ΑXΩ was… Continue reading Is your representation legit?


Breaking up is hard to do (calling it splitsville with ME)

When my boys were much younger, we’d take trips to the store during the middle of the day since we homeschooled.  We were often asked if someone was sick or if there was a school holiday.  Obviously,  schooling from home isn’t yet in fashion in this part of Texas. I’d remind my boys we were… Continue reading Breaking up is hard to do (calling it splitsville with ME)


Why Jesus might not be welcome in my town

I have pondered a thought for days. Have I made this dwelling on earth too much of a home? So comfy and cozy I have lost sight of heaven. In our small, Texas town, a petition is being passed among the people.  A proposal to do what’s best for our city. Apparently, a growing number of citizens are… Continue reading Why Jesus might not be welcome in my town


Sharing Sunday: Agents of the Unimaginable

This morning, my pastor (who recently suggested we wear shabby clothes to church) shared a sermon from the story of Jesus feeding the five thousand. He challenged us to walk in faith, mentioning those who do become agents of the unimaginable.  Jesus’ disciples had to, by faith, take action toward obeying Jesus’ command so the… Continue reading Sharing Sunday: Agents of the Unimaginable


Even lizards can’t move me today {my sight is set high}

I knew it was coming. Because it’s Friday. Caleb strode boldly from his room into the kitchen with a command under the guise of a suggestion. I think Camden should have to sweep the front porch today since I just made his bed. Friday’s dreaded chore.  Sweeping the front porch means a possible encounter with lizards. … Continue reading Even lizards can’t move me today {my sight is set high}


Welcoming a resurrection {Preparing for Easter}

  There is a preparing in our hearts.  A time of anticipation. Awaiting a promise.  Looking for the refreshment. This season is upon us. Just before Easter. So much thought is given to preparing for Christmas.  Possibly it is selfish territory disguised as a religious venue.  Not lasting long after the twenty-fifth of December. A… Continue reading Welcoming a resurrection {Preparing for Easter}


Sharing Sunday: Relationship or Rituals

Many people take notes during sermons.  That’s me.  I have notes from our Pastor’s sermons in binders from years ago.  Caleb, however, draws.  On occasion, I will be sharing our Sunday’s sermons here. Because isn’t living life fully accompanied by being challenged with the Word. And attempting to live with purpose is much easier when… Continue reading Sharing Sunday: Relationship or Rituals

Faith, Family

A hard times bible

I shuffle through the living room headed to my mug of hot tea waiting in the kitchen.  My little man is trailing me. He notices the Book on the table. Still there from last night. That bible’s been through hard times, mom. Weighted words gliding lightly from an innocent tongue.  Truth falling heavy on a drowsy heart. His father’s bible. A bible… Continue reading A hard times bible

Faith, Family

If you’re settling for stagnant…

Our youngest son recently earned a trip to play miniature golf (that's what some home school moms offer their kids for finishing school by 2:15pm every day).     My oldest son was fascinated, as always, with playing in the water (which is supposed to be off-limits).    But that didn't stop him. At the back of the course, however, the water wasn't as inviting. The… Continue reading If you’re settling for stagnant…