Wednesday, November 25, 2015


This year so far I've learned:
That they're really can be joy in suffering.
That love is anywhere and everywhere.
That kindness means so much.

Have a blessed Thanksgiving with family and friends.  Don't take it for granted.  God Bless you all, and may your hearts be merry.

Tuesday, November 24, 2015


Thank you for always trying to encourage my soul, who will pray for me.  You who will think of me, who will make me absolutely thankful.  To all of you, THANK YOU!
God Bless and Happy Thanksgiving.

Monday, November 23, 2015

Where He meets you

Sometimes the hardest posts to write are the ones where you have an epiphany with self.   Better yet, Jesus had a way of showing me truth, love and grace.  I've been struggling.  Accepting CP is one thing, accepting its effects spiritually, mentally and physically are quite another.  I accepted the word, CP, but not what it meant for me as I got older.
And that is a bitter, ugly pill to swallow quoting my pastor.  I'd rather get a shot and get it over with, CP for me is a gradual exercise.  To revamp my physical health, my mental and spiritual self are under attack.
Only until yesterday in Bible Study, was i able to see the problem.  Sometimes God allows you to answer the question.
Today, God showed me that my suffering could be used for good, and when I saw it, I just had to thank Him for the grace that He gave me.
It's a peace, I needed.  Will I still suffer?  Yes.  I just need to remember today, though.

Friday, November 20, 2015

Wednesday, November 18, 2015

I'd rather

Sometimes the words flow and sometimes they don't.  I'm afraid to offend people, and someone once told me a writer's job is to offend you, to make you think.  Scrolling social media has left me sad.  It's left me mad.  I think, however, that in this democracy, I can respectfully disagree.  Frankly, my time is not well spent being mad.  It's not well spent cussing people out as we say in the South.  It's not worth arguing with a proverbial fence post.  I can't change your mind.  Accept it, I have.  One of my political science professors told me this:  "Your rights end where mine begin."  So I'll leave it at that.  I'd rather focus on what I can change.  I'd rather focus on all my blessings.
God Bless,


Favorite Christmas memory?
Favorite Thansgiving memory?
One thing you're grateful for?

Christmas with my siblings and nephews and now niece.
All the good food.
A blessed life that keeps getting better.
I have some unspoken prayer requests.

God Bless,