Bouncing off the Walls

Last week, we went to Verizon to switch our phones over to Scott’s plan, and in doing so, we had to turn our old phones in for new ones. Who’d’ve thought Verizon would’ve broken my laughter free from prison.

As we were waiting for the sales rep, Scott and I were discussing (away from them) which phones the kids could pick from, and as we were about to tell them their options, Scott said, “Your mom said you don’t need phones,” which caused me to laugh a BIG laugh.

Immediately, every head in the store turned to look: some out of shock; some out of surprise; maybe some out of fear (my laugh scares people sometimes), and of course, Carolyn smiled, while covering her face, and Nathan smiled, as he sank a little lower. It felt good. Continue reading

The Quarterback

Last week, Nathan was able to join the football team and played two games. The way it works here…practice Mondays and Wednesdays…games Tuesdays and Thursdays. Well, on Thursday, Nathan got a touchdown, but it wasn’t a “smooth” one.

At first, he bobbled the ball but was able to hold onto it and juked past the defense for a touchdown. Of course, I didn’t get it on video but recorded it in my mind, and as the memory made it’s way to my heart, God spoke to it.

It was the next day, and as we were driving along, the thought came to me: what has God passed you lately…not just me but everyone?

Being married…moving to Texas…at first, I bobbled the ball but was able to hold onto it, and after “juking” some darkness…made a touchdown.

Now, I’m back in line, ready for His next pass!

Fitting in Out of Place

To say this move hasn’t been hard on the kids would be lying. It’s been (at times) excruciating for them: no friends; nothing familiar; without their dad;…I could go on and on, but you get the idea. Well, little by little, things get better.

There’re moments when they cry.
There’re moments when they’re moody.
There’re moments when their silent. Continue reading

Sowing Seeds at the Porn Convention

How do you put into words what went on at the porn convention? You can’t. How do you understand through a picture? You can’t, so if you really want to know about this weekend, ask God to explain what you read and see.

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This was the team for this year’s porn convention: (from left to right) Erik, Sheri, David, Janel, and me. May 14-15, 2016

Through each one of us on the team, so much went on, but to explain it’d be a challenge because, sometimes, it’s hard to put the heart into words, but from time to time, I’ll attempt to show you parts of mine. Continue reading

The Sound of Music

Over the weekend, some friends of mine and I went to the porn convention in Los Angeles to love on people. Many of you know how I used to be in the adult entertainment industry. Now, I go back in the dark as a light, in case anyone wants to see. My writings (some I’ve already posted) will be reflecting this convention.

What we thought was going to be a small convention “grew” in size. The hall IS smaller, but the audience is many. Continue reading

Enabling: give someone the authority or means to do something (allow, equip, empower, make able)

Okay, this post will make me cry. How do I know? I’ve already started.

Some of you were blessed to meet Lee on Saturday. Some of you had no idea who he was. Well, Lee’s my homeless friend from Balboa Park.

Over a year ago, God led me to where Lee’d been staying in the park. We became friends, and as the Holy Spirit led, I’d visit Lee, and, eventually, invited him into my home (at times), so throughout the year, we’ve become even closer friends.

When he’d come over, he’d shower (forever); I’d wash his clothes, and he’d eat and rest for his next bout outside. After he heard I was moving to Texas, he began to stay for longer visits.

Since February, he’s stayed with us three times, and two of those times were for over a week. On April 14th, after being here the second time for a week, he spoke to me about a change he was going through. Continue reading

Clouds that Cover

Every once in awhile, my heart is an open book, yet my mind knows better, so I’m left with writing in code. This is one of those times.

Recently, Nathan joined a tackle football team. It was all brand new to him: the coaches; the tackling; the kids…everything, but before he even picked the team, he had an issue. Continue reading