“I am pleased to tell you about the miracles and wonders the Most High God has done for me. “
January has always been a difficult month. Post-holiday blues, wintry weather, financial recovery from the gift-giving season, and no planned time off for anyone in my family make it almost unbearable. Oftentimes, I just want to curl up under a blanket and hibernate until February arrives.
One particular year, there was something else –a diagnosis of thyroid cancer in the month of January – that also had me preoccupied. However, when January was over, my feelings of doom and gloom were not. In fact, they were just beginning. Continue reading
This year, homeschooling is different for us because CJ is away in college.
One of the hardest struggles I’ve had in my parenting has been on the homeschooling journey. Homeschooling itself can be challenging with the lesson plans, the state requirements, and the college readiness factor, but for me the challenge was none of that.
It was in the decision to actually do it.
A decision that I felt the Holy Spirit leading me to for years and I never listened.
Until I had no other choice. Continue reading
I am pleased to participate in Five Minute Friday, a community of writers who, at the release of one prompt, write and publish a blog post about that prompt. And the catch for the writers is this, we can only write for five minutes. It takes planning, it’s takes diligence, and it takes mad editing skills. This week’s prompt is steady.
Six months ago my life was drastically different than it is now. Six months ago, out of a reverence for tradition and holiday celebrations, I was in the midst of doing what everyone does – I made a list of resolutions (or goals, if you prefer that term). I deeply looked at my life and I was scared as I faced the uncertainty of what was to come. All I knew then, was one thing: 2016 was an awful year, and it would take nothing short of a miracle to make me to make it through 2017.
And from that moment forward, I began the fight for change, for peace, for joy, and for love. I wish I could say that journey was quick and by February 1, 2017 I was completely healed. But friends, I’m hear to tell you, slow and steady wins the race.
Six months ago I was caught between two worlds. I wanted to go but at the same time I wanted to stay. Our family of four was planning to move from Deep in the Heart of Texas to the Magnolia State of Mississippi. The almost move – a symbol of rejection, heartbreak, despair, and new beginnings – caused a battle between the things and the people and I love the most.