a window
a mirror
glass door
who’s looking back Continue reading
a window
a mirror
glass door
who’s looking back Continue reading
In my world…
laughter is music
silence is precious
clouds are sunshine
For three years, since I moved into this place, I’ve left my car unlocked in the driveway. The street has always been safe, until now.
Yesterday morning, when I reached the car to leave for work, I realized someone had been in it: glove box junk taken out, napkins and cigarette ashes on the seat, cd holder open, etc. The only thing worth taking (for a non believer) was the loose change, which the person took. Immediately, I thought, “This won’t affect me. I know who I am in Christ,” and carried on with my morning.
I warned Katie what happened, told her to be careful, and left for work. As I was talking to God, I realized…it affected me, Continue reading
When I first met Lee a few weeks ago, he was quiet, homeless, in the sun. I sat with him, talked with him, listened to him, and kept going back to visit him. Up until this point, I wasn’t quite sure what the Holy Spirit was up to, but today, everything seemed a lot clearer in my heart.
When it was time for lunch, I grabbed my folding chair to be able to sit with Lee in the Park and asked the Holy Spirit which way to walk, but by the time I got outside, I had forgotten and walked a totally different way. My destination was the same though, so I kept on going. Continue reading
A first step
to friendship
no intimacy
alone
How
a phone call is made
laughter is shared
souls connect
deeper Continue reading
Last night, I took the kids to Taco Bell, and the funniest thing happened. Nathan was ordering and asked for four tacos, two of one kind and two of another. As he moved to the side, he said, “Oh, and no cheese.” The lady behind the counter said, “On all of them?” Nathan said, “No olives.” He looked so confused. We started laughing so hard. When she said “all of them,” Nathan heard “olive.” So, a new knock-knock joke was born. Continue reading
Since I’ve been open about having false teeth and the victories I’ve had about seeing my beauty past that, people have approached me about either having false teeth or having bad teeth. Behind the smile, there’s an insecurity gained and a beauty that seems lost. It’s definitely a strong hold in people’s lives, but God is training His army to walk in victory of indescribable beauty.
As I meet people on the street who have bad teeth, there’s always reason to laugh or smile because I’m usually laughing or smiling, and it causes that same reaction. But what I’ve been noticing is that, as soon as they start to smile, it’s like they realize it and shut there mouth really quickly and simply grin. Every time, it breaks my heart because it feels so good to smile. Continue reading
Yesterday, as I was leaving for work, this thought came to my mind (I don’t believe it was from me), “Everybody wants “some” body, but nobody wants “you,” but the neat part was how my heart responded.
It was as a quick as a question and answer sort of thing. Continue reading
Last night, as I was driving to pick up Kyle, I was having the best time with God. I think that’s why my gas light keeps coming on. When I’m in the car, I’m so far in heaven that I forget about earth, and then, the light comes on and grounds me once again. (I did it again the other night: no teeth, jammies, had to pump gas.) But that’s okay, the reason behind the missed responsibility is so intoxicating, and last night, I was at it again. Continue reading