“Come on let’s get close”, Pastor Victoria Osteen says to a group of us women invited to be part of a think tank of sorts. Whoa! Whoa! Close? Close to her and Pastor Wendy Treat of Christian Faith Center and Pastor Bobbi Houston of Hillsong Church and all the other wonderful female pastors present? Just kind of feels weird I think to myself as I wonder how in the name of Sweet Jesus am I here. I kick myself under the tablecloth – okay, ouch, that hurt, I am here in this intimate setting seated in front of, beside and in the midst of greatness. READ MORE
I feel like a jilted employee. On the floor I am picking up a million little itty-bitty beads. They are scattered everywhere, a result of my boss’s mishap. You know, when I planned on being a Mom, I had a real great idea of how it was going to be. I was going to have children for two deliberate reasons: A. I thought they’d be cute to have B. I’d have someone to run all around and do the stuff I don’t want to do. READ MORE
You know, I was never one to believe in extra life on other planets in the form of green gobbly, bulgy eyed, lumpy, half reptile whatevers. I’ve never seen the flash of light and been greeted with ‘Take me to your Leader’, but I promise you aliens are real. They exist. They however have traded in their super-fly garb for Hollister jeans and Abercrombie t-shirts. They blend in carrying a backpack and say they’re going to some place called SCHOOL. I have reluctantly accepted – they RUN the 7th grade!
Courage is not always displayed in brute strength, aggressive words or conquests made, sometimes it shines when the option to quit is presented, the walk away is easy and instead you choose to fight for what is right, for what you love, in spite of the pride that may be lost and the humiliation that may be experienced – courage, it goes when you don’t want to. Courage knows it is never wrong to fight for the right thing. READ MORE
It’s 9:30pm tonight – Friday night, and I am feeling a little serendipitous. Sometimes discovery can be traumatic and at other times triumphant. This one left me feeling a bit suspended between the two – on the one hand, I feel the weight of a dark gloom forging its way into my heart like a thick impenetrable fog threatening to overtake me. READ MORE
I was at my daughter’s soccer game when the strangest thing happened. Out of the blue a mini dust tornado looking thing rose up from surrounding fields and made its way smack in the middle of the game. Leaves, some trash, a plastic bag – all of it picking up more dust as it moved along. The game paused, the girls covered their eyes and the parents stood in awe at the weirdness of an untimely ‘cyclone’. I thought to myself, ‘how many times does stuff happen to us to convince us the game is over?’. READ MORE
She had to have been about 7 when it all came to a head. Fiercely trying to cage the unbridled dragon that threatened my current existence, I had to square off with my most formidable opponent. This was it. This was the Day of Days. Would I win and set a new standard or would I succumb yet again and with mounting disappointment start the fight all over? I thought – enough is enough – I am done with this. READ MORE
I am trapped in the middle of some type of worm hole, suspended between where I am and where I used to be 26 years ago. I thought I had escaped. I thought it would never happen again. I was absolutely positive that I had moved on, moved out and moved away from this blimey state of being. It can’t be, it just can’t be. I mean I have done everything to avoid this. Last time I checked in the mirror? I was 5’7″ and 38 years old, I had two children – one 12 the other 2 and I was married. So why, please someone explain to me WHY am I READ MORE