Tomorrow’s the day many of us have been waiting for—waiting for the end of political commercials and the tension that seems to engulf campaigning.
It doesn’t matter if you lean right or left … or live straight down the middle. Tuesday’s choices are enormous, but Wednesday’s actions can have the power to impact heaven. Let our response to Tuesday’s election speak louder than any words we could ever say.
Thanks, Brandon, for reminding us to remember who we are—sons and daughters of The King. And thanks for putting in front of us the challenge to act like we are.
Still struggling? Visit scripture … Isaiah 40 offers a powerful picture of who we worship. It reads, in part (verses 21-24):
Do you not know?
Have you not heard?
Has it not been told you from the beginning?
Have you not understood since the earth was founded?
He sits enthroned above the circle of the earth,
and its people are like grasshoppers.
He stretches out the heavens like a canopy,
and spreads them out like a tent to live in.
He brings princes to naught
and reduces the rulers of this world to nothing.
No sooner are they planted,
no sooner are they sown,
no sooner do they take root in the ground,
than he blows on them and they wither,
and a whirlwind sweeps them away like chaff.
The definition of a meme is a concept or idea that is shared on the internet. It can be anything from an image … email … or video. However the most common meme is an image with a caption. Because both words and images are used, memes resonate with people more than just words or images alone.
I love creating memes that share positivity and I’ve dedicated a page on my website, Shareables and Quotes, to post memes I’ve created. And I’m thrilled to share them with you. All pictures are my property and are appropriate to copy. Feel free to snag any and use them to emphasize what you’re trying to say.
I will be adding new memes periodically, so don’t be a stranger. Come back and see what’s new.
Don’t be shy! Let me know what you think.
I never tire of reading Brandon J. Adams’ posts. As a baby boomer, I am encouraged by his fresh insight. Sharing Brandon’s posts is an honor.
Are you following him yet? If not, do yourself a favor and sign up … see what he has to say. Take a chance and listen to a millennial who may have an insight you’re not expecting to see.
His latest, Was Your Mind Made Up? holds not only millennials accountable, but the rest of us as well.
Way to go, Brandon. I felt my toes appropriately stepped on … in a good way.
I’ve seen been reminded twice today that we need to appreciate our scars.
I don’t think that’s a coincidence. Maybe you may need to hear that, too. Check out Sheila Walsh’s post. Don’t lose hope.
You may feel like you’re done. Like you want to give up. But please know, Jesus is working on your behalf–right now–pleading your case. And remember … your scars are reminders of God’s faithfulness.
Who then is the one who condemns? No one. Christ Jesus who died—more than that, who was raised to life—is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us. Romans 8:34 NIV
Writing isn’t as glamorous as it may seem. There are long hours with no promise of success. You sweat. Dream. You claw your way from one page onto another. You pull words and together then delete others. It can be a challenging process.
Now try writing after suffering TBI (Traumatic Brain Injury).
That’s what Martin Johnson does. Read his guest post on Almost an Author, Writing with a Disability. You’ll want to cry. Then cheer. But one way or another, you’ll see the writing process differently. Thanks, Martin for sharing your journey. You can follow Martin on Twitter at
I’d like to introduce you to an online friend of mine, Michelle Munt. Michelle writes the most interesting blog posts, showing there is life after brain injury.
Michelle also encourages others to share their stories. Check out Leanne Whitehouse’s post from September 6th as she tells of celebrating her thirtieth anniversary of the beginning of healing from brain injury.
Thanks, Michelle, for carrying the torch for others struggling with the slow process of healing.
If you’re not already following Michelle, why not?
Some blogs are so profound they touch your heart. Other blogs stay with you because of their simplicity and honesty.
Cory Lebovitz’s post falls into the category of the latter when writing about serving others.
Thank you, Cory, for reminding us that service isn’t for the lofty. It’s for us all.
Check out Cory’s post.
Here’s a challenge for all bloggers: Look through your first blog post.
After you finish giggling and rolling your eyes, think about what you just read. Think about the person who wrote it. Think about how life has changed since then. now, congratulate yourself for sticking with it!
For complete transparency, I’ve included my first post from December 2010, and this is what I found:
- I am still trying to publish a book—a different one this time, but a book, nonetheless.
- While my speaking ministry has progressed, there are times I still question my ability to tell others of God’s great mercy and grace for us.
- I still realize I am nothing without Christ. My comfort has nothing to do with how good God is in my life. And the scripture still rings true. His plans are still etched in stone.
Mitch Teemley writes the best blogs. They’re funny, insightful, thought-provoking or just down-right entertaining. Here’s another post that may have you nodding your head in agreement.
Treat yourself and follow this guy!
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The cool air stirred and the long rays of morning sun greeted the three of us as we walked the long driveway. It took everything in me not to start crying.
“Today’s a great day!” I said, with too much pep in my voice. I wanted to make sure I told him all he needed to know for this special day. “You’ll meet new people and it’ll be terrific!”
We continued to walk, hand in hand as we always had in the past. He stopped, looked up into my eyes, and with a sober voice, “It is a great day, right, Mommy?”
Little Sis skipped along singing Great day, It’s gonna be a great day … She had no idea the somberness of this moment. But how could she? How could she know what it felt like to lose a baby into an Unknown World?