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living for real, pain, past, real life / 18.04.2016

  Unloved. Useless. These words are buried deep.   The seeds were sprinkled by adults when my heart was fertile. But it was me who cultivated. I watered and tended. What grew was unlovely, useless fruit.   I was given talents. I was gifted. I hid them underground. I covered it all. They grew despite my efforts to conceal. But talents and gifts were influenced and manipulated by those two words: Unloved. Useless. Established roots held this life in place.   Fruit can be deceptive with its color and texture and sheen. Its fragrance. The praise after a taste, I reject. I doubt. It’s never enough. As others sample my pain, my life, my growth, are they deceived or am I?   The dominating roots...

courage, golden rule, grace, kids, make a difference, perspective, prayer / 09.04.2016

A friend of mine hangs out on a street corner each weekday morning, with her grandsons and other kids waiting for school buses. Some of the children lack decent housing because their home was condemned. Some are refugees from Malaysia. They are open and honest with one another on that corner, and often pray and read the Bible together.   Some days, my friend is loud and crazy with them, when there’s a beautiful sunrise for example. I believe this, as she has an exuberant personality and speaks constantly of God’s goodness and majesty.   At the corner across the street stand several teens, who are usually silent and sullen. Recently, one of the teenagers lost it, screaming at my friend for staring at him, for getting in his face. He said he hated her, hated old people, hated her God.   At first, she walked across the street and offered him some chocolate. He kept yelling, so she backed off. For the next few days, she was shaken, so she prayed and wondered how to respond.
freedom, grace, living for real, past, some things you keep, suicide, writing life / 25.03.2016

Happy First Birthday to me! March 25, 2015, a dream became a reality when my book Some Things You Keep was published.   A year later, I am still satisfied with my work, my writing, my story. Doing it all over, I would rearrange some things and correct errors, but for the most part, the finished product has held up. I’m proud of myself for not disparaging anyone, for being respectful (yet honest) concerning my family.   Most people don’t know the difference between traditionally published books and self-published books. As a book...

balanced life, bible, kids, life is good, living for real, parenting / 11.03.2016

Yesterday, instead of waking when my 5:30 alarm sounded, I awoke late to a child with morning breath in my face saying something about something that was happening after school. Oops. I missed my whole morning routine and barely had time to say good-bye to the two big kids who leave at 7:00.   On the first day of 2016, I read a friend’s Facebook post about her habit of listening to the Bible every morning. In 2015, she made it through the entire Bible. Because I have optimistically embarked...

balanced life, life is good, living for real / 06.03.2016

    Are you in need of some fresh air? I know I am. Please enjoy this post from my archives today:   God's health - breathe in the deep strength   Scratchy throat. Headache. Cough. The strain of each cough intensified my sore head. I wanted to stay in bed all day.   It was a rainy, cool spring morning that followed a cold spring week that followed a relentless winter. An overall blah day.   After being cooped up at work yesterday, not feeling well, I was able to come home early to sleep. When the kids got home...