Refresh Your Spirit

  In preparation for Easter, we'll continue our series this week to highlight revitalizing our spirituality. We've discussed mental, social, and physical health. These integrated parts of life weave together as a skin over the most vital substance of self--our core essence. [bctt tweet="Well being begins and ends with the state…


Time-Carving Tips: How to Savor your Holiday

Set priorities. Schedule the best slices first. Variety adds joy. Serve yourself a colorful plate. Set boundaries. Cutting bones dulls the knife. Leave room for dessert. Keep meaningful goals in mind and maintain perspective. Thankfulness and relationships matter. The rest of your holiday activities are just insignificant details.


Power of Focus

I'm on deadline. I've heard author friends use the phrase before. I offered them a slight bow and determined to respect their valuable time. In the ten years I've labored as an aspiring author, I had not used the term myself. Until now. A decade of languishing in the wilderness without…


Rock Those Readiness Boots!

"Stand firm then, with the belt of truth buckled around your waist, with the breastplate of righteousness in place,¬†and with your feet fitted with the readiness that comes from the gospel of peace" (Ephesians 6:14-15). Ever find a pair of kicks you couldn't live without? If you love to indulge your…

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Hold Yourself Together, Truly

"Stand therefore, having fastened on the belt of truth . . ." As we prepare to face evil himself, the first element revealed for our defense is truth. And it's a belt. Ho hum. Belts live in a neglected rack¬†at the back of the department store--a fashion afterthought at best. Shouldn't…


Basketweaving 101: Life’s Hardest Learning Curve

Start in the center, right? I've got strong cords for God's calling, my work, family, and others branching out to hold my structure. Sounds good so far. Weave my efforts from calling through the next section of family and around others...keep a few inches' start. As long as I can…


Buttercream Frosted Chocolate

I cherish my prayer walks. As I stroll, autumn sunlight glints through the oak branches overhead. The Lord holds my hand, as He often does. I snuggle against His arm and lean my heart onto His Spirit. He listens to me in a way no one else ever will. I love…