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Friday, March 22, 2019

💪🏽Do you want control of your life? It’s easier than you think.

  I hate feeling out of control. I’ve heard it said, “Control is an illusion,” but I disagree. Even when things around me seem out of control, I can still be in charge of myself.   I can choose how I will respond to people, circumstances, and challenges. Big and small. I can let the moment or person or crisis cause me to freak all the...

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Tuesday, March 5, 2019

🕰 Are you tired of waiting for things to get better?

I am. Yep, I’ve been known to wait around- hoping, wishing, expecting something to change. And when it doesn’t- I begin to say, “Woe is me.” Conjure up excuses. Point fingers. Just like this guy in Jerusalem. Who seemed to have good reason to justify and blame. After all… He’d been disabled for thirty-eight years. He stayed near the Pool of Bethesda,...

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Sunday, February 24, 2019

☠️How to keep the anxiety away

It’s fear that comes first for me. Recently I was looking over my calendar for February. Right there, written on the last Monday of the month- “mammogram at 8am.” I froze in my tracks. I’d forgotten all about the six month follow up. My mind quickly spiraled toward the worse case scenario. I had a terrible scare last time I...

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Tuesday, February 12, 2019

🔨How to break the cycle of feeling guilty

Feeling guilty has been a huge challenge for me. For a long time, I didn’t know what to make of it. I just had this perpetual sense of “feeling bad” about everything and everyone. Like all the trouble in the world was somehow my fault. If I – would have done or could do something- differently, things would not be such a mess. I spent...

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Tuesday, February 12, 2019

🐻 Coming out of hibernation

Last year, I ran into some problems. First, I’d gained about 25 pounds. My weight had crept up so gradually, I wasn’t aware of just how heavy I’d gotten until the doc looked at my chart. He said, “I hate to tell you this, but you’re up 25 pounds since I saw you last.” I argued with him, “I started working out...

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Monday, October 23, 2017

Courage in the face of Criticism

I hate criticism. It can send me spiraling. Especially if I am being criticized about something I already beat myself up over.   When people criticize me, my first reaction is to talk them out of it. Tell them why they are oh, so wrong about me.   I will chew and stew and argue. Like a lawyer, I want to build a solid case. I want to...

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Monday, October 16, 2017

In search of courage.

Courage is not something I used to think about in my everyday life. I’ve held the word “courage” at arm’s length. Far away from silly ol’ me, anyway. Because “courage” doesn’t seem like a word I deserve to apply. Nothing in my cushy life can compare to the efforts of our military, firemen, first responders, law enforcement, doctors, nurses and all the other professional brave...

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Thursday, October 12, 2017

Sunday Reflection: What matters most this week?

Last week was super hard for me. I had to make a decision that felt like it broke my heart. It was one I’d been praying about. One I’d been walking toward for a while. A chapter that needed an ending. So a new chapter can begin. It was painful, yet perfect, really. Just what I needed to do for so, so...

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Friday, September 8, 2017

Harvey, Irma, Us & God

The weather is sunny and dry where I am. But my heart is soggy. Brooding, since Harvey hit Houston.   I am a doer, constantly wondering, “What can I do?” I spent last week watching the aftermath, feeling inept and helpless. I am continually prompted by the Spirit to pray. “But how?” I ask. “And for what? Where do I start?”   Now...

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Tuesday, August 22, 2017

“The End.” A chance to begin again. Want to join me?

He was nervous. I was grieving. We each had our reasons. The silence hovered as we drove 30 minutes in traffic to travel less than 10 miles. When we arrived, he said,  “Just let me out here.” But “here” was in a busy parking lot, so I drove around trying to find the drop-off lane. I couldn’t, so I pulled in...

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