Nov 30 2008
First of all, I apologize for the new layout with the banner of a horse race. It was not intentional at all. Well, let me take that back. I was so tired of my old layout that I went so far as to try to resurrect my original Word Press layout… but turns out, it didn’t remember what my old banner was. So it was intentional. But the horse race banner was not.
Now that I got that out, I can move on.
Nov 29 2008
I hear their voices. I see their tears. They are hungry for a father.
The promises he made you, shattered like glass. Words that cut you. Silence that caused your heart to harden like cement.
He gave you a name, but forgot to declare your identity.
You wander and strive and search. You want to be known. But who are you?
His love was supposed to be the soil you grew in. But you have no soil. The water falls to water you, but there’s nothing to absorb it. You fight and you flail and your roots drown in the same thing that’s supposed to nourish you.
And all you can say is Why? Because you don’t understand.
You try harder and you do all of the right things. But the more you try, the more empty you become. Because you never had your father’s love.
Nov 28 2008
I read this passage of scripture today and it exploded within my heart. What a PERFECT promise for us to stand on right now, in the face of economic uncertainty and all the different things trying to come against us. Now is not the time to stand in fear or to accept defeat or to succumb to the curses that the enemy’s trying to bring against our society — no, now is the time to stand strong, fight for victory, and to look that weak worm of an enemy named satan in the face and declare that he will not have your family, your finances, your job, your health, your future, your life, your joy, your peace — he will not rob anything from you. And anything he’s already stolen, demand that he repay you in double (as he did with Job). Stand up. Stand strong. Stand on God’s Word. David wrote in the Psalms that those who look to the LORD will be radiant with joy, no shadow of shame will darken their face.
Nov 27 2008
LORD, You have blessed me beyond measure. I am especially grateful for those you’ve surrounded me with this Thanksgiving - my family. You have blessed me beyond measure in every area of my life. If I were to list my blessings, they would be too numerous to count. But this year, this Thanksgiving, I want to thank You for the things that You’ve been working deep within me.
I am thankful for…
Nov 25 2008
Today is November 25th. Do you know what that means?
One month until Christmas!
The Christmas season is about to officially begin. The Christmas commercials are starting to appear here and there. Hallmark’s starting to play Christmas movies. I’m getting emails from all my favorite places to shop, inviting me to buy $100 worth of clothes, for which they will give me 25% off. Yes, our culture is preparing for Christmas as it always does.
Nov 24 2008
Can I share something with you?
Today I’m making out my shopping list for Thanksgiving. And you know what? Turkey and potatoes and pumpkin pie are nowhere on my list. You want to know why? Because I’m only making breakfast.
It gets more complicated, I promise. While you and your Grandma and Grandpa and Aunts and Uncles and cousins and nieces and nephews and children are sitting down for turkey and stuffing and mashed potatoes and cranberry sauce on Thursday, I’ll be sitting in the back of my sister’s car between my nephew in his car seat and my sister’s mother-in-law.
Nov 23 2008
This night is alive. I can feel it.
Where should we go tonight, Daddy? Where do You want to take us?
I give You the pen. Write Your heart. Write Your thoughts.
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Nov 22 2008
Well, my friends…
I cleaned yesterday. Boy, did I clean! It was the kind of clean where you start out with a real mess, then you decide… instead of just cramming the mess in a drawer or the closet or under the bed, that you’ll actually sort through it…. throw a lot away, give some away, burn some of it (no, not really). Anyway, the going through of all the drawers and nooks and crannies caused my mess to triple in messiness. It was scary. But I pressed through.
Nov 21 2008
This my actual desk. Isn’t it messy? Lawsie mercy. This is reason I don’t have a deep blog full of revelatory ponderings today. Every time I look around, my eyes are assaulted by dirty dishes, carnations that are going to die if I don’t water them (the flowers on the right are my favorite kind of flower - fake ones that don’t care if I forget to water them), random bits of mail and lots of pens. This desk is writer’s block’s worst nightmare. It’s my worst nightmare. I must clean it. And that could take a while since I don’t have a closet or an empty drawer big enough to throw all of it in. No, instead I’ve got to find places for this stuff. I also have a big box that contains all the stuff that was inside of and on top of my two desks at work. But please, let’s not talk about that. It overwhelms me.