• Moving boxes

    We Should Never Say Never. Ever.

    I sit here in my chair this morning, writing  . . .  surrounded by boxes.  All but TV, laptop, furniture, and me. . . . Packed. Stacked and labeled, boxes inundate my space.  An odd feeling, really.  A starkly different view from before yesterday.  In this room.  In this house.  With God’s help and inspiration, I (truly, He) created this home we loved to live in all of these 14 years. Every few minutes I mindlessly look up from my laptop to the clock’s spot on the built-in shelving beside my chair.  The clock I relied upon more than I realized (until now) is no longer there.  Boxed and labeled…

  • community

    What Now, Lord?

    In my last blog post (Lost My Mo-Jo?), I sort of left you hanging on the edge, lacking a grand “the end”.  As I get my writing mo-jo back from taking the extended summer off, let me warn you.  This may take more than one or two posts to catch you up on things. I won’t burden you with the chronological moment-by-moment play-by-play.  Instead, I’d like to highlight the Ureka(!) times that God suddenly showed Himself to hubs and me.  First, a little preliminary groundwork. We know God is always working, even when we don’t see evidence of it.  Quite frankly, signs were slim to none in my circumstances until…

  • How To Reach Your Prodigal On THEIR Turf

    “Many in the church today are being held captive spiritually, not because of the enemy’s power, but because we do not clearly understand our authority and calling in Christ…  As we begin to understand the hope of His calling, we will begin to walk in an abundant life of freedom and power.” Angie Weaver That quote is so true!  We have more power than many of us realize. When crying out to God for answers to your prayers for your prodigal, why not go directly to the source of the trouble?  I don’t mean physically going to the places where they hang out.  Nor to stand face to face with…

  • Give Thanks

    Hey, Friend! About Your Thanksgiving Thankfulness…

    Do you look forward to Thanksgiving and Christmas gatherings with excitement?  Or, do you have a little bit of dread tucked inside the deep recesses of your heart?  Holidays can be extra testy if you or a family member has illness, if you have a prodigal, or when you face any number of other issues.  It could be that you have just a regular ol’ normal  dysfunctional family. While I pondered this year’s festivities at my house, I wondered how it will be for you.  Thanksgiving isn’t always like the Hallmark cards and movies with happy endings, all tied up in a nice pretty bow.  I’ve already begun streaming those…

  • Who is the Fixer Embracer at Your House? You or Him?

    No two people are alike.  God heals our broken hearts and bandages our wounds differently from others.  Whether male or female, it’s difficult to manage pain and loss of a trial while drudging through the otherwise “normal” days of life.  We need not expect our journey to be the same as the journey of our Mr Embracer.  REALIZING YOUR DIFFERENCES: The Emotional Mess – We women are known as the emotional creatures, so it’s no surprise that we are often a crying heap.  But, when things are anything but normal, you may find your Mr. Embracer to be an emotional mess, as well.  He may need to cry as often…