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Singing with my mouth…but not with my soul

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My fingers have been itching to write over the past couple of weeks, but carving out time to do so is just not happening on a regular basis. It’s cold today here, at least by North Texas standards.  My spine hurts, my fingers hurt, my knees hurt, and my hips hurt.  I don’t know if there is a joint in my body that is not aching today.  Maybe the one in my little toe… But I digress.  This cold, dreary weather is an accurate reflection of the inside of me at the moment.  My spiritual temperature is lukewarm.  I feel … Continue reading Singing with my mouth…but not with my soul

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Peeling off the Veil

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Freedom. The Miriam-Webster online dictionary defines this word as the absence of necessity, coercion, or constraint in choice or action; liberation from slavery or restraint or from the power of another Last week’s battles with chains has led me today to a study of several verses in 2 Corinthians 3. During the fiercest battles last week, I felt removed from reality. It was like I read scripture but had something heavy covering me that prevented the words from sinking in. I was reading the words, but they were not penetrating the veil that had settled on my brow. As part … Continue reading Peeling off the Veil

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…and Goliath fell

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I am safely back in my home after an exhilarating trip to sunny Florida. The five stones God gave me to conquer the plane rides actually – gasp – worked! First, a brief summary of how those worked, and then on to the good stuff! Prayer. I could feel the prayers of my bloggy friends as the tension mounted. Every single time my heart began to race into panic mode, I felt a blanket of comforting peace envelope me, and I was able to relax. I know that calming did not come anywhere from me. It came from your prayers … Continue reading …and Goliath fell

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Throwing Stones at Goliath

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Last year I passed up on a trip to London because a Goliath-sized airplane stood in my way.  My husband ended up taking his mom and my daughter while I stayed home and wallowed in self disgust…until a dear friend reminded me that God is my Maker.  He created me and knows every single thing about me.  He knows what a panic-inducing eight hour flight would have done to me, and he provided a way for my daughter to enjoy the trip without me (thank you, MIL!) Tomorrow I will face a two hour Goliath plane ride to sunny Florida.  … Continue reading Throwing Stones at Goliath

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Of Pigs, Wolves and Pearls

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For the first time in my short life, someone has pointedly made fun of my faith. That’s a pretty sad state of affairs, considering that I have been a Christian for the past twenty five years. Writing this blog has been the first public foray I have delved into as far as sharing my faith. I’ve talked to my students about my faith (in a private school) and to my family, but I’ve never been one to strike up a conversation with the sweet man who bags my groceries. I tend to shy away from confrontations because they make me … Continue reading Of Pigs, Wolves and Pearls