One of the greatest gifts I have been given is being taught by my pastor that God means for us to live with joy. I spent a lot of years allowing my disappointment with life to be my focus. To some degree, I behaved as a victim of my circumstances rather than as a victor... Continue Reading →
When I first began writing this post, it was dripping with bitterness. I started again, but I still felt the influence of so many years of sadness and hurt. I was writing as Mother’s Day approached. On my mind were of all of exaggerated and sentimental statements I have heard at church, all because the... Continue Reading →
This week, I am feeling strong. I’m feeling motivated. I’m feeling. . .defiant! Over the past few weeks, as I’ve processed my need to forgive and to focus on who I am in Christ, I’ve developed a new determination. I am not going to allow myself to be a bitter and unhappy woman. Bitterness is... Continue Reading →
I went to church last Sunday, eager to try out my renewed attitude. It didn’t take long for it to fade. Once more I listened as someone told how the church had enveloped him and his wife in a loving welcome on the first Sunday they attended. It stung. At the core I suppose I... Continue Reading →
I try to guard against bitterness, but sometimes it sneaks into my heart and flows out before I realize it. When I wrote Fairytales and Other Pet Peeves, I was concerned that perhaps I had been too negative, though it was not my intention. I think as we get older, we become more susceptible to... Continue Reading →
What is it about us humans that makes us hold tightly to things that make us unhappy? We nurse our anger and grudges with motherly affection. To forgive others feels like stepping off of the high ground that will ensure our victory. Yet, in not forgiving, though we sense a pleasure in our prideful spirit,... Continue Reading →
There are times when I think I’m right where I want to be, and somehow I’ve found contentment in this quiet, lonely life that God has given me. Usually, this is when I’m driving to work; especially if I am wearing my cowboy boots as I work the clutch of my 6-speed manual transmission. No... Continue Reading →
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