Have you ever felt frozen in place? Wondering what your next step should be? And not just wondering—panicking—might be a better term.
Have you ever felt frozen in place? Wondering what your next step should be? And not just wondering—panicking—might be a better term.
The next promise in my March series is to tell you about what I write. I want to tell you I have a specific genre, but that always seemed so limiting to me. I love a good story…
The next topic for my month of March getting-to-know-me posts, is why I write. This is a common question writers get when taking courses or attending workshops on writing, especially if they’re Christian based. I think the expected answer is “Because God called me to be a writer,” or “God told me to write this …
This month I will be opening up about who I am, why I write, what I write, and the struggles I and my characters face. I grew up in a card playing family. Some of my fondest memories of my parents are of us sitting around their kitchen table with my kids playing ponytail canasta …
If you were to ask me, I would probably say no. I don’t consider myself that special, and I don’t have very good social or conversational skills. Mostly I’m an introvert who likes time alone. On Valentine’s Day, my husband took me to a concert given by a high school friend who also played at …
You might be asking, “What is time mush?” It is a phrase and a picture that the Holy Spirit inspired me with. Let me walk you through it. Being retired, there are days where I have no appointments or commitments, nothing to press me into motion. At the same time, I know if I try …
When it comes to stressful situations my modus operandi is to hide in my introvert shell. Which is counterproductive because that usually causes me more stress and just like that turtle, it stops me from moving forward. One thing began tapping on that shell trying to get me to come out, today’s Bible plan reading. …
On your feet now—applaud God! Bring a gift of laughter, sing yourselves into his presence. Know this: God is God, and God, God. He made us; we didn’t make him. We’re his people, his well-tended sheep. Enter with the password: “Thank you!” Make yourselves at home, talking praise. Thank him. Worship him. For God is …
The power of this promise has brought me comfort in many of my anxious moments. This past week being one of those moments, as I am navigating through another round of vertigo and trying to understand the cause. O Lord, you have examined my heart and know everything about me. You know when I sit …
This is my title. This is my confession. Writing this may take me more than one post, especially when dozens of subtitles come to mind. Fear is a big topic—one I am learning more about, and one that has driven my anxiety and many of my decisions. And certainly one that is currently troubling me …