It’s been awhile since I’ve posted and I’ll share more about why in a future post. If you’re a new subscriber and found me through one of my many recipes, just know that I do post lots of recipes and will continue to but I also love to blog about faith and family and the […]
Just two weeks ago, I was blessed to be a keynote speaker at the wonderful Raising Generations Today conference in Rochester NY. One of the main points in my talk, and my repeated point to the ladies in attendance was this: Does Jesus get to choose your future, if you’ll marry, how many children you’ll have (or whether you’ll have […]
It stopped me in my tracks the first time I read it. My circumstances were not particularly pleasant at that moment in time and I felt like my life was anything but good but I flipped open my bible anyway. I felt passed over, ignored, left out by God and completely alone until I read these precious words King David wrote centuries ago:
O Lord, You are the portion of my inheritance and my cup;
You maintain my lot. The boundary lines have fallen to me in pleasant places;
Yes, I have a good inheritance. Psalm 16:5-8
As I thought about what God was saying here it grasped ahold of my heart and in all these years it’s never let go. For me, this is one of my top ‘life scriptures’ and I pray it regularly because I know it’s the absolute, take-it-to-the-bank truth….
Hard to believe summer is over and September has arrived! Children are back in school, Pumpkin Spice Lattes abound and gorgeous chrysanthemums are making their annual appearance. It’s still plenty hot here in Atlanta but the leaves are beginning to fall in spite of what the thermometer says. If you’ve read my blog for awhile, you’re aware I’m […]
I want to have my cake and eat it too. I DON’T want to share it with ANYONE. I want it all to myself because I’m selfish. It’s my worst quality and the one area where I still have much work to do. One of many areas.
As I grow and go on with God He gently guides and teaches and as I listen and follow, my clenched hands open and what I grasp tight He teaches me to give. He brought this home in a profound way years ago and I’ve never forgotten the lesson. It’s this:
Just because a blessing falls into your lap doesn’t mean it’s always yours to keep.
If you follow my blog you know I’ve written quite a bit about my struggles with