Turkey is over!



I will praise the Lord as long as I live.                                                                   I will sing praises to my God with my dying breath.

Psalm 146:2 New Living Translation (NLT)

Holy Bible. New Living Translation copyright© 1996, 2004, 2007, 2013 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers Inc., Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved


When mom ain’t happy…..(you can finish the quote.)


Mother.  The word conjures up all kinds of thoughts and feelings.  For some, it’s Mrs. Walton in a big farmhouse sitting around a harvest table in the midst of the Great Depression.  (For others, it’s just plain depression…sorry about that.)  My mother-in-law wasn’t against apple pie, but hers usually came out of a box in the freezer.  I like to tell my girls (now grown) that if they ever doubt my love for them, just to stick a finger in their belly button, ‘cuz that’s where we were connected for so long, and even tho’ the umbilical cord needed to be cut, the cord to their mom’s heart never is.

AWWWwwwww….okay, may be corny, but true.  (They have told me that I was also not a conventional mother.)  However, as different as we all are in our parenting philosophies, for the most part moms want Continue reading “When mom ain’t happy…..(you can finish the quote.)”

Reader, Beware


I tend to the side of gullible.  I want to trust too quickly. In this offering, Jacob Emet makes me think and be more circumspect.  Visit him at: https://jacobemet.wordpress.com/  Once again, HERE’s my disclaimer.


Beware the names
Beware the faces
Beware the words
Beware the spaces

Beware the lies
That lie between
Apt words scriven
And truth unseen

Beware the allure
Of thoughts evoked
When buds of reason
Thorns have choked

Beware the bride
Without her groom
Her charm is deadly
Her beauty is doom

Beware the beast
In every man
The cunning wolf
Appears a lamb

Beware the light
Behind the eyes
Heart and mind
Aligned knows lies

Beware the perfect
For there is none
Fullness of earth
Unrighteous undone

Beware the truth
All claim to hold
Not all that glitters
Is refined as gold

Beware the words
Beware the spaces
Beware the names
Beware the faces

Reader beware
Reader beware
The names and the faces
Your sins mask to wear

Drip . . . Drip . . . Drip

~ © JacobEmet  used by permission, Visit him at https://jacobemet.wordpress.com/


Red Ink

neuschwanstein-castle-467116_1280Red ink.  The bane of literary students, or any student for that matter.  You know what it means: misstake, eRr0r, wrong answer, ruuunnnn-on sentence (that was one of my specialties, still is, for all that.)  My husband is a teacher, and with some of his exams he allows what I call a do-over (he calls it a “revision”, which sounds much more professorial.) The red ink, or whatever he uses, shows the mistakes which, as disappointing and uncomfortable as it may be at the time, is actually a good thing.  The student then gets another chance.

This is what happened with the people in Nehemiah’s day.  Having returned from their seventy-year exile to their home in Jerusalem, they were now being instructed from God’s book of the Law, some of them undoubtedly for the first time.  Their collective reaction is quite compelling: Continue reading “Red Ink”


Defense against offense.


Adonijah was really ticked.  Here’s the back story, (and it’s not a pretty one…)

King David’s family life was not convenient. Suffice it to say that his immediate relations were many and confused, and not altogether amiable, and so Adonijah had many siblings.  One of his half-brothers, Absalom, (from a different mother) had already tried to wrestle the kingdom away from their royal dad, and after severely dividing the kingdom and disgracing his father (intentionally), he was brutally killed in battle.  Then more patient Adonijah waits until his father has grown old and, since he is next in line by birth for the kingship (according to tradition), gets a following and proclaims himself king with all the hoopla he can muster.  Funny thing is, he Continue reading “Defense against offense.”


Shaggy Dog Story

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I did it.  I actually spent the money to have the Mighty Wonder Buck fully groomed.  I mean, the works, like pushing all the buttons at the automated car wash.  He had been shedding profusely, and a little black hair here and there kept turning into black dust bunnies the size of a Star Wars Wookie.

Okay, maybe not quite that Continue reading “Shaggy Dog Story”


Outstandingly Ordinary


James Birk is a math teacher in Great Britian.  This means that he is smart, but it also means you should read this with a British accent and it will make it even more impressive.  Be sure to check out his site at: http://jamesproclaims.com/  You are sure to come away smiling, and giggling…  (And don’t forget my “disclaimer” HERE.  Cheers!)


Why is being average
Never quite enough?
Why must we always strive
To be a cut above?

If everyone is better
Than what we call the norm
Then whoever defined normal
Was sadly misinformed

By its very definition
Mediocre is not bad
So it shouldn’t be a label
That makes us feel so sad

So if being ordinary is
Your most defining trait
Then surely that’s a reason
For you to celebrate?

© James Birk, used by permission, see his site at : http://jamesproclaims.com/


My own cup of tea (not yours)


“No one who trusts in you will ever be disgraced,
    but disgrace comes to those who try to deceive others.”

Be yourself!!

Psalm 25:3  Holy Bible. New Living Translation copyright© 1996, 2004, 2007, 2013 by Tyndale House Foundation. Used by permission of Tyndale House Publishers Inc., Carol Stream, Illinois 60188. All rights reserved.


Wholly Holy

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Unlike my sister-in-law, Terri, I’m not a jigsaw puzzle person.  Every vacation or holiday, you can just about bank on it—out comes some beautifully photographed but deviously detailed puzzle with three million pieces, and somehow that’s supposed to be stress-reducing? 

To each his own.

If I were a puzzle-fan, however, I definitely wouldn’t buy them secondhand, like I do most everything else.  There’s just this nagging thought that after all that work the last piece (or five) would not be in the box.  That could mean, for instance, that Washington’s nose might be missing as he’s crossing the Delaware, or the chalice might be missing from the Last Supper, or Picasso’s Guernica….

….well, okay, on that one I might not notice.

Point made, if I want to make sure I have a whole puzzle, it needs to be a NEW puzzle.

I’m also thinking this is what God had in mind when Continue reading “Wholly Holy”


Blogging Blast #6: I like big BUT’s (not a typo…)

animals-985500_1280(So just what is a Blogging Blast??)BLOGGING BLAST #6

“Your mother’s great-uncle-twice-removed named you in his will, but…”

“Everyone gets an extra vacation day this year, but…”

(And one of my personal favorites): “I apologize, but…”

Sometimes we only want to hear the first part of a sentence and go no further, which can cause, dare I say it, “a failure to communicate”. That little word “but” is a conjunction that Dictionary.com defines as “except, on the contrary, otherwise than”.  Alright, so I really did know that; I’ll admit I had to check the same source to remind myself what a “conjunction” is.  I quote: the act of  Continue reading “Blogging Blast #6: I like big BUT’s (not a typo…)”