Post-it Note #29: Bring Down the Hammer!

I have a child that has been particularly………..how should I say it?…………..irritating lately.  I’m not sure what the deal is, but she has been especially mouthy and disobedient the last few days and stirring up trouble with her brother and sisters on every hand.  Dad has been out-of-town too, so I have had to do…

Post-it Note #27: Hope for America?

I was at a conference this week that was highlighting our political situation in America.  The truth of the matter is that our liberties are being stripped away one by one.  I sat there with my jaw dropping, my eyes brimming with tears and my heart breaking at how much we have lost as a…

Post-it Note #26: A Voice in the Chaos

Someone asked me once if I cook every day.  The answer is yes.  I usually cook 7 days a week.  It’s not because I want to be Martha Stewart, but it’s from necessity.  If you ever saw my crew at a restaurant you would know how expensive…..and nerve wracking the experience can be.  Even the…

Post-it Note #19: The Bucket List

Tomorrow I turn 43.  I’ve been in mid-life for a few years now.  I survived the 4-0 without a lot of turmoil. And I’m trying to make this my best decade yet. But Mid-life has a way of sneaking up on you and making you take a hard look at things.  You’re old enough to…

Post-it Note #18: All Tangled Up

I have a 5-year-old daughter that is the sweetest of the sweet.  She has the most sensitive little heart.  When we rescued a dog from the pound she cried for 2 days because Lucas didn’t know where his Mommy and Daddy were.  When the baby bird fell out of the tree and the dogs killed…

Post-it Note #17: The Problem with Self-Control

Sunday morning I had the kids ready for church and started trying to get myself dressed.  I grabbed a skirt and put it on.  Hmmm.  Funny.  This skirt feels a little snug.  Oh well, I’ll just wear these pants over here.  Hmmm, those feel really snug.  How did that happen?  So I grab the bigger…

Post-it Note #11: Where’s Justice?

When I was a younger woman I had a deep sense of justice.  I wanted to right all the wrongs of the world.  I used to say that I hoped to have a son one day and I intended to name him “Justice” so that I could be responsible for bringing justice into the world. …

Post-it Note #10: The Sting of Life

I’ve had it with insects this week.  Tired of bugs.  A few days ago the family was outside playing frisbee.  My oldest daughter and I were sitting in the grass.  She is Autistic with very limited language, so she never made a sound, but I noticed she flinched.  I looked over at her and there…

Post-it Note #5: Prayers for Peace

Sometimes God wakes me up with people on my mind.  I know I need start praying when that happens.  Sometimes the need of people is so great God burdens us to pray on their behalf. Sometimes our prayer lists are so long we don’t know where to start.  Sometimes it’s overwhelming to watch people hurt….