No matter how far we may wander, Texas lingers with us,
coloring our perceptions of the world. -- Elmer Kelton
Georgia really is much prettier. Texas must be a State of mind.
Today I saw a big doe at Stone Mountain. I wouldn't see that on the Fort Worth levees!
Later, I fell. My shoulder is bloody and bruised. I never fell running on the levees--maybe it's these hills that are doing me in.
What's doing you in? Is it your state of mind or the hills you climb as you fight life's battles?
Bactine, chocolate, prayer and knowing I'll be back home next month for a visit to The State Fair have me feeling better.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Saturday, August 30, 2008
What a Way to Start the Day
My friend Gloria's sweet husband had been sick for months. He died earlier this year. They had been married many years and had shared many happinesses and a few sadnesses. But they loved and served the Lord together and loved each other so much.
Last week, I got a message from Gloria:
"I decided that LIFE is for the living, and we start making choices every morning as soon as we open our eyes; do I get up or spend the day in bed? Do I smile or whine? Am I sad or happy? I AM SO BLESSED, how could I not thank God? So I do thank Him, over and over and over again."
If anyone had an excuse to spend the day in bed, whine and be sad, it would be Gloria. But no, she's made different choices and what an example she is to all of us.
Last week, I got a message from Gloria:
"I decided that LIFE is for the living, and we start making choices every morning as soon as we open our eyes; do I get up or spend the day in bed? Do I smile or whine? Am I sad or happy? I AM SO BLESSED, how could I not thank God? So I do thank Him, over and over and over again."
If anyone had an excuse to spend the day in bed, whine and be sad, it would be Gloria. But no, she's made different choices and what an example she is to all of us.
High Def
My husband has been wanting a flat screen TV set for more than a year. I gave him a coupon for one at Christmas (not knowing how expensive these sets were)... and because our house was not selling, I asked him to wait... and wait... and wait.
The Christmas gift also became a Valentine's gift, an anniversary gift, and finally, for his birthday this month, the house sold, so he got to purchase the long-awaited present. He did find a bargain (phew). And he has been watching that set for more than a week every chance he gets. He delights in showing me and friends the difference in the picture between an analog signal and a high-definition signal.
The HD picture is amazing. You can see details in a football game that keep you from knowing the score, such as the label of a soft drink bottle.
It made me think about our spiritual lives. If all of a sudden our souls were broadcast in such detail, would we be more careful about how we love and serve? If our actions were seen in high def, would we be more thoughtful, kind and action-oriented?
Or would we be paying so much attention to little details that we would neglect to see the big picture?
Mark is calling... there's something he wants to show me on TV...
The Christmas gift also became a Valentine's gift, an anniversary gift, and finally, for his birthday this month, the house sold, so he got to purchase the long-awaited present. He did find a bargain (phew). And he has been watching that set for more than a week every chance he gets. He delights in showing me and friends the difference in the picture between an analog signal and a high-definition signal.
The HD picture is amazing. You can see details in a football game that keep you from knowing the score, such as the label of a soft drink bottle.
It made me think about our spiritual lives. If all of a sudden our souls were broadcast in such detail, would we be more careful about how we love and serve? If our actions were seen in high def, would we be more thoughtful, kind and action-oriented?
Or would we be paying so much attention to little details that we would neglect to see the big picture?
Mark is calling... there's something he wants to show me on TV...
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
House
Once all our furniture was moved, the house wasn't so special anymore... just a shell. And it made me realize that a house is only a home when you are with those you love. My prayer is that wherever you live, you are with someone who shares your faith, your love and your joy.
Friday, August 1, 2008
Not the Real Thing
We often have very special guests on our morning talk show. But we don't often take pictures. Today, we did. This fellow was funny, inspirational and nice. I think he may have been better than the original, at least for me, because I would've been very nervous around the real "Dubya." John Morgan has a new book: My Life As A Bush...and My Heart for Imitating Jesus.
Saturday, July 26, 2008
All is Right
I have to share good news... We have an offer on our house in Texas! God is good. And to top it off, Mom, Dad and my aunt Anne received minimal damage from Hurricane Dolly. Phew.
Here's icing on the cake, just a small detail God knew we would enjoy: Last Sunday, on our way to visit a church in suburban Atlanta, we had to slow down to let a beautiful doe cross the road.
Life is stressful. Enjoy the good news days.
Here's icing on the cake, just a small detail God knew we would enjoy: Last Sunday, on our way to visit a church in suburban Atlanta, we had to slow down to let a beautiful doe cross the road.
Life is stressful. Enjoy the good news days.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Reach Out and Touch Someone
Blogs are cool and so are the social networking sites. My husband and I are having fun with Facebook. In our hectic world, it's a bit of a mental vacation to see a note that someone from your past wants to be your "friend." You can post information about your faith and connect with people from your high school!
Last week, we were in Texas fixing up our house to put it back on the market. And I walked into our old Post Office. Joe, a postal worker I'd made friends with on my many trips to the PO, got a big smile on his face, slapped a "Next Window Please" sign in front of his register and came to give me a big hug. That made me feel good, to have someone so happy to see me.
So whether it's connecting with an old friend on a website or in person, reach out. It's a foretaste of Heaven.
And if you're on Facebook, I'd love to be your friend!
Last week, we were in Texas fixing up our house to put it back on the market. And I walked into our old Post Office. Joe, a postal worker I'd made friends with on my many trips to the PO, got a big smile on his face, slapped a "Next Window Please" sign in front of his register and came to give me a big hug. That made me feel good, to have someone so happy to see me.
So whether it's connecting with an old friend on a website or in person, reach out. It's a foretaste of Heaven.
And if you're on Facebook, I'd love to be your friend!
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