Summertime, Seventies-style

No one is allowed to get hurt anymore. Remember the days when we got slung off of merry-go-rounds, took headers out of trees, even went without seat belts in the car, for crying out loud?! Now it’s all safety regulations and FDA rules. As a mom myself, I get it. No one wants their babies to be injured. But seriously… **************** “Don’t come back in ‘til the streetlights come on!” my grandma hollered after us. I think we were on her last nerve. Me and my cousins came each summer to spend ten days with them and I know there […]

Celebrations

Some things we celebrate are big – some are small. Tonight I celebrated being able to import and “split” my manuscript in Scrivener, a writing software I have been struggling to learn how to use. Yay, me! My mama, a former preacher’s wife, has always been great at celebrations. She could whip up a meal for 25 in no time. In the pre-Pinterest days, she would pull out all the stops for our birthdays, making our cakes, sewing our clothes, and in general, showering us with love. I’m no domestic goddess like her. I do love to celebrate my people, […]

Peopling

I often say my husband can only do so much peopling and then he is done. Ready to be alone… If you met him in his office or at a function you would think he was Mr. Extrovert. How-ya-doin’-where-you-from-so-great-to-meet-you.  Then – “Jennifer, lets go home.” Ha! Aren’t we all like that, though? My kids are such a blend of my husband and I. One thing we all have in common, though, is our mix of introvert and extrovert qualities. We enjoy being with family and friends. After awhile, though, you just wanna get in your comfy clothes and read a […]

Encouragement to Persevere

Encouragement to Persevere

Our prayers may be awkward. Our attempts may be feeble. But since the power of prayer is in the One who hears it and not in the one who says it, our prayers do make a difference. – Max Lucado Praying aloud can be difficult, I agreed with my youngest son. That is why it takes practice. The weird thing is that we feel judged by those who hear us while forgetting that we aren’t talking to them. The One we are talking to is taking in every word with delight. It was one of those in-the-car, early morning times […]