When Cassie was about two years old, everyone was gathered around the dinner table. As I sat the food on the table, Cassie looked at me and innocently said, “Mom, you did d–n good.” I’m sure the shock on my face must have been priceless. I looked quizzically at her dad, his face as confused…
I am single…and hating it! I’m sure there are many singles who would say they hate it. They would tell about the loneliness. They might tell you how they long to have someone with whom to share their hopes and dreams. Or, maybe they would talk about the longing for a companion, someone with whom…
Who can find a capable wife? She is far more precious than jewels The heart of her husband trusts in her and he will not lack anything good. She never speaks an unkind word to him, always builds him up and encourages him. She is his biggest cheerleader, in private and in public. She works…
Christmas is tomorrow, and I don’t know what my problem is! I normally LOVE Christmas. I’m one of those people—you know the ones who put their Christmas decorations out at the beginning of November. I enjoy all of the sights and sounds of Christmas, and I want to have more than enough time to enjoy…
Really? I stood looking at my boys a few days ago, and I just burst into laughter! My kids look like they have been to battle—and were on the losing end! About six weeks ago, my younger boy came in and said he had hurt his thumb playing football—the same thumb he hurt playing football…
Since I began writing, my children are always asking me to write about them. So, this morning, I decided to let you meet my joys…my three precious children! Blake is my oldest child. He is 14 years old, and he stands about 6’2” tall! I don’t have any idea how he became such a giant!…
Every night, my nine-year old daughter prays the same prayer: “Lord, please bring my mom a godly, athletic, sexy, rich, smart, involved man who loves us all very much.” Yes, as a single again, I long for God to bring that man into my life—and my daughter has managed to capture the image of a…
My house is THE house in the neighborhood. You know…the one where all of the kids hang out, help themselves in the kitchen, walk in the door without knocking. When I get home from work, I am typically greeted by about five teenage boys shooting hoops in the driveway. I’ve walked in my kitchen expecting…
For we walk by faith, not by sight (2 Corinthians 5:7) Several months ago, I was reading Mark 9. It contains the story of a man whose son was possessed by a demon. The man came to Jesus begging him to help. He said to Jesus, “If you can do anything, have compassion on us…
God truly works in mysterious ways. As I’ve mentioned before, I love to write. In high school, I was editor of the school yearbook. When I wrote essays for scholarship applications, I always indicated that I wanted to be a writer. In college, I majored in journalism. I am one of those strange students who…
In the month of May 2013, Oklahoma was hit—HARD. Every single day, I drove by areas of tornado destruction. On every street, there were piles of trees by the road. Fences blown down or propped up with pieces of wood. Roofs covered with tarps. Signs blown out or down. Trees lay across fences. In the…
This morning, I was listening to a sermon on spiritual warfare. I suddenly realized that Satan lives in my house! You see, last summer we had a horrible gopher problem. Every morning we would peek out our back door to see three or four new gopher mounds. We googled to find any hints and tips,…