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When I Saw It, I Burst into Tears

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This photo looks like many spots that you find in the mountains in the rural area that I live, but when I drove up on this old landing this morning, I burst into tears. I’ve been trying to get a chance to go up into the mountains by myself for a while. It’s deer hunting season, and I used that as an excuse, but really, I just needed some time to myself. I tried last week but it didn’t work out. With soccer six days a week, September and October have been crazy busy and I haven’t had much alone time. Apparently I have needed it. This morning I did the dishes, popped the bread into the oven, and kissed the boys goodbye. A wonderful part of having teenagers is that they are mature enough to watch their younger siblings for a few hours. I didn’t originally intend to go to the spot in the picture above, but that is where I ended up and I guess the Lord knew it was where I needed to be. October has become a hard month the past few years. Although I am blessed to get to celebrate two of my ch...
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He Did It All

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  Photo from history.com I recently read an article about a statue that went through a CT scan. They discovered in the scan that the statue is what is referred to as a "living Buddha"; the Buddha statue was formed around a mummified human being. The man whose remains are inside this statue went through a 10-year process of self-mummification. For ten years he slowly starved his body by eating only nuts, berries, tree bark, and pine needles in increasingly smaller and smaller portions. He ate herbs, cycad nuts, and sesame seeds to decrease the amount of bacteria in his body. He drank a poisonous tree sap to embalm himself and repel insects.  After a decade of this he was buried alive in an underground chamber where he sat in the lotus position and chanted, breathing through a bamboo pine. Each day he would ring a bell to signal that he was still alive. When the bell stopped ringing, the chamber was sealed for three years. After three years his body was removed and completely m...
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The Day You Were Born

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  Do you ever think much about the day you were born? Do you ever think about the moment you were conceived? If you are like me, you don’t really think about those things. But do you know that there is a whole chapter in the Bible devoted to it, telling us how God thinks about it? Most people are familiar with the following verses:  13  For you created my inmost being;      you knit me together in my mother’s womb. 14  I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;      your works are wonderful,      I know that full well. 15  My frame was not hidden from you      when I was made in the secret place,      when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. 16  Your eyes saw my unformed body;      all the days ordained for me were written in your book      before one of them came to be. Psalm 139:13-16 The word of the...
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A Closer Look

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  I've struggled with my weight since I was 12. There have been some years where I was able to slim down, but it's safe to say that I have been considered overweight or obese most of my life. I don't need to describe how that feels, if you have been there, you know. Two years ago I injured my knee during fair week. I'm a superintendent for the open class Creative Arts department, and, thankfully, I was able to complete my duties with a bum knee but I went to see the doctor as soon as I could. The knee I injured had been a weakness for a while. It's no surprise because I spent years putting the majority of my weight on it because of compensating for the pain of the hernia on the other side of my body. The doctor prescribed a knee brace, but she said the best thing I could do for my knee was lose the weight.  As if I didn't know that. As if that wasn't what I was praying for and working towards. As if I wasn't constantly dealing with the frustration of gai...
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Be Salty

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  I had the following conversation with my youngest (3.5 years old) the other day, and I thought I would share it with you because it got me thinking: Jo: Mommy, I don't want to go to heaven. Me: (surprised, because we have had a lot of good conversations about heaven since my dad passed) Why? Jo: Because Salt is there. Me: Salt?...Do you mean Satan? (We had just been talking about Satan the day before).  Jo: No, Salt! Me: ...Do you mean King Saul? Jo: Yeah. I'm scared of him. Me: You don't have to be afraid of him. Jo:...Will our house go to heaven when we die? Me: No, we will have a new house in heaven. Jo: Will there be guns in our new house? Me: Why do you want guns? Jo: So we can kill Salt. Me: We won't need to kill him. If he is in heaven that means he is a good guy because he is with Jesus.  The following day Jo told me that he wasn't scared to go to heaven because of Salt anymore. The fear of salt is called halophobia, and apparently Jo is cured now. This co...
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Faithfulness

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God loves you no matter what you’ve done. These are words I would say to anyone at any time, because they’re always true. But I’m going to confess something to you: I don’t really believe them.  Don’t get me wrong, I believe them about you . About myself, however, I may speak them but I’m not sure that I truly believe them.  Isn’t that awful? I think it’s a terrible thing. One of the fruits of the spirit is faithfulness; we know that God is faithful. It says it over and over again in the Bible, there are so many verses to prove it, but when it comes to me and my failures, I honestly have trouble believing it. Many would probably say that my struggles aren’t really that "bad". I was parked at the beach the other day and I happen to witness a very sad scene. I’m not sure if the lady who I’m going tell the story about was the grandmother or the mother, (maybe she was raising her grandchildren?). Anyway, she had two kids with her  (probably ages 11 and 8) and she was meeting ...
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Imperfection is a Good Thing

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There are some things I just can’t do, and that is a good thing. I just got back from a camping trip with my mom and children. It was a lovely two night stay at a small lake that is just about a 2 hour drive from home. We had the place to ourselves, the wildflowers were in glorious bloom, and the children made a lot of good memories. A pair of bald eagles graced us with their presence and we got to see them dive for their breakfast. We had a lovely hike at dusk and could see for miles from the top of the hike. We identified some flowers we didn’t know the name for before. We had laughter and joking, played card games and cooked over the fire. A friend and her son came to visit us for an afternoon. The last evening we had a yoga session on the green grass overlooking the lake, at sunset. At bedtime the children giggled over a movie in the tent while I sat by the fire and wrote in my journal. The frog song during the night was epic. The stars were glorious. The water play in a creek we s...
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