For some folks, the holidays are filled with family, love, and laughter. For others, the holidays are constant reminders of what is missing in your life. Either way, the holiday stress will probably visit you (despite the love, joy, and peace that should be the reason for the season).
Because someone is guaranteed to come at you wrong, steal your parking space, or tap dance on your last nerve. At least, that has been my experience:-). Here’s two ways to handle the holiday stress: resting and sowing. Continue reading
I’m about to go in on a touchy subject, soul ties. And I’ve gotta say, I’m not too comfortable with it.
But I’ve been around long enough to know that when I’m afraid to speak, the words I have to say will have the most impact for someone. So I speak them anyway.
I do it because I know that someone needs to hear these words, feel them, and tuck them away right next to their own quiet shame or sour bitterness or red-hot rage. Until they’re ready to let it all go, walk into the cool calm waters of acceptance, and float on the weightless glory of forgiveness. Continue reading
So, I didn’t finish my post on how Morris and I met. Forgive me!
I’ve been trying to polish the first three chapters of the novel to perfection, because I’m headed to my first writer’s conference this week–ACFW. For me the next step, to the traditional publishing process, is getting a literary agent. So, I’ll be pitching the novel to a couple agents and hoping that they ask me for proposals.
Initially, I was really nervous about facing rejection. But two things happened. First, I picked up a new freelance writing job that I didn’t even request. Second, I got AWESOME feedback from an author on the first twenty pages. Continue reading
“If we have children, we’re going to raise them Baptist, right?”
That’s how a conversation began after church one Sunday. Morris and I had been dating for a few months, and decided that we’d take our relationship to the next level by going to church together.
We went to his church at 8 AM and my church at 10 AM. But our churches were different denominations. And when Morris asked that question, I realized that I was a bit concerned about being a Baptist. Continue reading
We’re having a lot of problems with him. And, we can’t seem to get him off of his cellphone and Xbox.” That’s what the lady sitting behind me at breakfast said the other day. I immediately sat up straight and leaned a little closer to listen in. (Okay, so I’m nosy.)