What have you done today to show someone you loved them? It’s not too late to give it a try.
Maybe open a door for a busy mom. That could be the nicest gesture anyone offered them today.
Let the panicked driver cut in front of you. Those few seconds may be important to them.
Wave at your neighbors. We often see the same people every day. Let’s show them they’re important.
Actions don’t have to be huge to be life changers. Do something nice. Come back and tell me and the other followers about it. Let’s try and make this a better place … just for a moment.
If you’re anything like me you occasionally battle the feeling of insignificance. You watch as others excel with ease in projects you sometimes struggle. Maybe it’s parenting. Your best friend’s kids seem sweeter and kinder than yours do. And how can it be that every time you go over for coffee her house is spotless?
It can be enough to send you to bed and pull the covers over your head. But know your significance counts in ways you may never know. Continue reading
Happy Anniversary to me!
It was eight years ago today—April 11, 2011—when my life’s journey took a turn. This was the day when I had brain surgery to remove a ginormous tumor from the front-top quadrant of my brain.
Recently I wrote about an experience I had at the Florida Christian Writers Conference that reminded me that God’s purpose is bigger than my own. Check it out …
It’s easy to become weary when we focus on our sadness. Jesus warned us about these times in John 16:33, “… Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows …”
Taking these words to heart, what could happen if we shifted our focus? If we have seasons of sadness, then, that means we must also have seasons when we aren’t sad. What would happen if we realized we’ve been restored—even if it’s just for a short period of time.
Did you come from a broken home?
Have you gone through a painful divorce?
Has life seemed so dark that suicide was a viable option? Continue reading
Trust Truth. It never changes.
Depression. If we’re honest, most of us experience it—those dark places that try to claim us. If you’ve lived any length of time, you know the view from your exciting mountaintop will inevitably be replaced by a stint in a depressing valley.
That’s the ebb and flow of life. We try to control it, but sometimes the best we can do is focus on moving through the darkness so we can climb that hill again for a glimpse of nirvana.
It’s happened through the years. King David dealt with depression. In some of his psalms, he shares the most beautiful songs of heartache and fear and loss. Even Mother Teresa dealt with the heartache of depression. She wrote of her depression in her journals—of not being lovable enough for God. Continue reading