Live Worship, a Foot Rub, and Flag Football

After work, I headed to the field to watch my boys practice flag football with the team. It’s so good to be around them, to watch Kyle teach Nathan, and to watch Nathan continue to improve. I am always proud-mommy. Well, on the way there, my right foot cramped terribly. Let me explain.

Back in my dancing days, I wore heels ALL THE TIME. Every now and then, my toes curl up from the balls of my feet and remain stuck in that position (as if I’m wearing heels), and throughout this insane cramping, I experience intense pain. There have been times I’ve pulled over to the side of the road until in subsided. Now that I pray, it lessens a lot quicker. I always get irritated when it happens though…always.

Well, by the time I reached the field, it had went away but left a memory of when I was a stripper. Continue reading

Hope without Jesus

On Saturday evening and Sunday morning, the kids and I participated in the local “Relay for Life,” a twenty-four hour event about cancer. They raise money, walk laps, and join together to fight against cancer. We’ve been doing it for years, but this time, I walked seeing things a little differently. Continue reading

A Dinner Worth Waiting For

Sometimes life gets in the way of living. If I sat down and thought about it, there would probably be something to do in the form of worship, prayer, study, etc. every night of the week, and there have been times when I have been caught up in that. Well, this week, I really want to go to a worship thing on Saturday evening, so I’ve been staying home from other events, and it has truly blessed me.

On Monday, after stopping by to check on Lee, I came home to my Carolyn being home. Normally, she’s with her dad. He took so long to pick her up that she ended up staying with me, and we shared some one-on-one time together: we cried (about Lee and my pulled heart); we laughed together…it was good. And last night, I spent some one-on-one time with my Katie. Continue reading

“So Not Normal”

Normal was cussing
calling names
screaming
slamming doors

Normal was drinking
passing out
missing life
passing by

Normal was forgetting
not wanting to move
crying
over selfish desires

Normal was laughing
at work but
yelling
at home

Normal was darkness
without light
without hope
without love

and then I met Him
fell in love with my kids
encountered His Love
changed my mind

to create a NEW normal

FREEDOM