That night God appeared to Solomon and said, “What do you want? Ask, and I will give it to you!” 2 Chronicles 1:7 NLT
“Papa? I want a popsicle?” Asked my little blonde haired, blue eyed, three year-old granddaughter.
“Another one? Already?” I asked.
“Yes!” She said.
“Did you ask…
How are you gonna spend your next twenty minutes? The timer is on!
You have twenty minutes until your next appointment. Remember the clock never stops. What are you going to do next?
Open Twitter or Tik Tok or Instagram? Nope that could take longer than 20 minutes.
They made the decision to build the outhouse with out my input!
And while I was away for the weekend!
The gall! How could they? Wasn’t my phone working?
I tryed to hide my disappointment and anger, but I couldn’t. About all I could do is keep my mouth shut…
…u cannot know sorrow and misery, you will not grow light enough to attract source to call you home. Life’s misery helps you throw off the dark cloak of suffering and reveal your true self. Like the layers of an onion, pain peels down to the core. But you don’t need it now.”
Thank you Bridget! I am in love with your descriptions. You are a great example of "show don't tell.
Thanks for the story.
PS I am seated at the bar watching you and the man discuss the desert. I am silent and stunned at your ability to connect with both the present and the past.
Do not tremble; do not be afraid. — Isaiah 44:8 NLT
When was the last time you did something for the first time?
Can you believe it? I am writing an essay about my first experience as a podcast editor and producer? Seriously?
What do I know about editing audio…
Where do your clothes come from? Amazon, Etsy, Ebay, JC Penney? Did you know that your clothes come from the ground?
From the time…
Romans 12:2 (NLT)
“Don’t copy the behavior and customs of this world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think. Then you will learn to know God’s will for you, which is good and pleasing and perfect.”
What you think you become? You…
I miss my mother. But time does heal as they say. The pain of loss is now a sore wound. I try to hold on to reason instead of blame. My mother lived long enough to see her children celeb…
Shirley Jones Luke
I love your vulnerablity.
It has been 10 years since my father died from bladder cancer. I still feel the pain in my heart when I think about him.
So I just don't.
And I love your vulnerablity for putting your pain out here.
Yes, she wanted you to be alright and you will be!
Psst! Let me whisper in your ear.