The Mess of the Manger

  Crystal. Olive wood from the holy land. Hand carved Bavarian. Faceless collectible figurines (I always will see if those are of Amish design…prices range from a dollar for an ornament at dollar tree to. Thousands. For a nativity scene. The choices are endless. One for every decor and budget. All… Read more“The Mess of the Manger”

Ism’s, Schism’s and A Prayer for Fierce Unity and Love.

Ism’s. Racism. Sexism. Ageism. Unfortunately-the list goes on forever. The truth is from ethnicity to religion to hairstyle etc. We isolate from and judge others. As less than.  We use ism’s to differentiate. Some, are not bad, they are simply categories.(Even though in general, I hate categories and labels.) I… Read more“Ism’s, Schism’s and A Prayer for Fierce Unity and Love.”

The Week That Changes Everything- Again. Or, not. Even Here.

I’m not a fan of storms. I’m terrified of them, actually. They send me into a fury of violent cleaning and running of all household appliances to avoid the crash of thunder and the sight of lightning. (Violent cleaning- one of my healthier coping skills- trust me. We’re talking Cross-Fit… Read more“The Week That Changes Everything- Again. Or, not. Even Here.”

the touchable bride.

Eyes welling with tears, I could barely read. My voice gained and subsequently: lost control.  I tried to maintain composure. I mostly- lost. Sure-this was partly due to the emotion I felt, at seeing “my girl” (albeit my girl shared most lovingly with her parents) all grown up and getting married. But, there was… Read more“the touchable bride.”

so much easier to believe this is true- about you..It’s time I believe it about me.

How am I messed up am I ?  Let me count the ways: I am  insecure.  I am (often) immature.  I am (usually)  impulsive. I am (monthly) moody and hormonal. I sometimes get panicky and paranoid.  I get angry over lame things, I act like a jerk. I yell. I nag…. Read more“so much easier to believe this is true- about you..It’s time I believe it about me.”

Thin Places-

I slammed the book shut. “Stupid..” “Irrelevant.” I mumbled.  Knowing, even as I spoke, that I was lying. I tried to blink the scene away, along with my tears. I couldn’t. The truth is- the scene was more than relevant. It was my reality. I hated it. I was afraid…. Read more“Thin Places-“

Year of Living Biblically….

I’ve been listening to this, this week.  (gotta love audio books on my i-pod;)  I found it  Entertaining- and surprisingly, challenging.  So far- here are the questions that have risen from it: 1) I wonder if God thinks my attempts at holiness (following the Bible’s teachings) are as silly as Jacob’s… Read more“Year of Living Biblically….”

Just Me and Noah……Welcome to date day!

The sun is shining. There is no rain. There doesn’t seem to be a flood on the horizon and animals are not lining up 2 by 2. (The 2 cats, however, are fighting in the hallway!) But today- it’s all about me and Noah. My Noah. The most incredible 5… Read more“Just Me and Noah……Welcome to date day!”

Body by baked goods…..

Caution visitors- this is a “girlfriend post” be forewarned.Boink. Boink. Boink. I feel a thumping on my hindquarters. Not something that happens every day. “Mommy, your butt is boinky” Came a little voice from the rear. He continues to bounce his head off my back side like a vertical, portable… Read more“Body by baked goods…..”

MOPS International Convention: A lesson learned between sessions: If The Shoe Fits, Wear it… if not— CHANGE THEM!

Shoes lie. They act all wedgy, heeled and comfy in the store.. then, they sneak up and attack with skin blistering pain in the middle of the airport. I know. I know. It was my own fault. I have traveled enough to know never wear un-tested shoes while traveling. But… Read more“MOPS International Convention: A lesson learned between sessions: If The Shoe Fits, Wear it… if not— CHANGE THEM!”