How To Boss Your Fear

Have you ever wished
you could
Boss Your Fear?

I took my teenage boys to an amusement park
and reluctantly agreed to accompany them
on a roller coaster ride.
It was one of those big, old, wooden monstrosities.
The kind of rollercoaster that
shakes and tosses you around inside the cart
until your sunglasses fly off your face and
most of the contents of your purse
fall into the abyss below the tracks.
As the roller coaster thrashed us about,
fear crawled up the back of my throat.
I thought,
Why did I ever agree to come on this ride?
I’ll probably die and my children will be orphans!

This is terrifying!” I shrieked to my son.
“I hate this. How do I make it stop!”

“You can’t stop it, Mama.
You just gotta do it scared!”
my son yelled back.

There was nothing to do but hang on and ride it out.

Rationally, I knew that millions of people
had survived the ride,
but at that moment it didn’t feel like
I was going to.

Maybe that’s how you feel now.
Like you’re being rattled and shaken and
tossed about and that
you’re not going to make it.

Fear creeps up on you and
your mind is filled with
Why’s and What if’s?

That’s the ugly, scary part of fear.
The powerful unknown.

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Not Too Late For A Big Dream

It’s Not Too Late For YOUR Big Dream!

I spend a lot of my days doing
Ordinary stuff.
Boring stuff.
Familiar stuff.

Cleaning bathrooms.
Washing clothes.
Fixing meals.

You, too, right?

There’s a little verse in Zechariah 4:10 that says,
“Do not despise these small beginnings,
for the Lord rejoices to see the work begin..”

As an author and speaker
I have BIG DREAMS
to see thousands surrender to Jesus.
I have BIG DREAMS
of women breaking free of stinkin’ thinkin’.
I have BIG DREAMS of
infusing hope to the bowed down.

Sometimes my big dreams get lost
in the day to day drudgery of life.

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The Season Is Not Summer, It’s Menopause!

 “Honey, it’s summer! 
Isn’t it time to change out the flannel sheets
for something lighter?” 
Mr. 4-Ever asked innocently.

In theory I agree,
but in reality,
the season isn’t summer,
it’s menopause. 

In the season of life called menopause,
my body randomly flashes nuclear.

I thought women were kidding about melting,
but no, it’s true.   

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Focus On What You’ve Got, Rather Than What You’ve Not!

Before I learned to focus on what I’ve got,
rather than what I’ve not,
I used to dread the Monday
following Mother’s Day.

As if the cascade of perfect FB posts on
Mother’s Day weren’t enough to create
a case of the covets,
every conversation on Mother’s Day Monday
was about
being showered
with attention and gifts.

 Mr. 4-Ever is a great husband.

If I could, I would clone him and
give him away as Christmas presents
to women who want
a Godly man with impeccable character.

But the clone would have to come with a disclaimer.
This is a good man.
He is kind, gentle, loving, fun,
hard-working, generous, and patient.
He is creative and calm in all situations.
He is a great kisser.
but …
a Harlequin Romance novel hero … 
He. Is. Not.

Rarely do flowers or chocolates show up
on my desk.
Good behavior gifts and
just because “I love you” texts
do not happen.

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Celebrating You On Mother’s Day

Mother’s Day is an odd holiday,
isn’t it?
So many opportunities
for things to go wrong.

Vacuum cleaners and frying pan gifts aside,
women who have children eagerly wait by
mailboxes and
telephones and
on the edge of their seat
to see if anyone will acknowledge the day.

Women who are desperate for children
are expected to exuberantly celebrate those who do.

Women in the throws of child-rearing years –
the ones who could really benefit from a day off,
are the ones who work overtime
on Mother’s Day
to make sure their mother or
mother-in-law is recognized and honored.

Husbands who remember Mother’s Day
worry and fret about
what to do and how to do it.

Is a card enough?
How about chocolates?
Should there be flowers?

What about women whose mamas have died?
Mother’s Day dredges up lots of memories
with the realization there won’t be any new ones.

Women who aborted or adopted
often spend Mother’s Day lamenting
what could have been.

Mother’s Day can be a
tough day for many women.

On this Mother’s Day,
instead of letting
card companies,
old memories,
television commercials,
comparisons,
or regrets
define your day,
celebrate
who you are in Christ.

May I remind you that
before you were a mom,
before you wanted to be a mom
even before you had a mom,
God made you to be his child.

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What’s Unique About You?

  Under the odd but true category,
I wonder,
What’s unique about you?

I had every intention of taking down my
Christmas tree before Easter …
I really did!
but …
it’s still up …
and lit.

Yup, up and lit.

And, yes, I know it’s weird.

I’m always the last one on the block
to dismantle the tree,
but we had such a mild winter this year,
I just kept thinking that I would have more snowy landscapes to enjoy
from my front window as I sipped warm beverages,
listening to Christmas music in the glow of my Christmas tree.

December gave way to January, and I thought,
Whatever, just one more week and I’ll take it down.

But I never did take it down!

We laughed about
having it up on Valentine’s Day.

By St. Patrick’s Day,
I was used to it.

When the kid’s came over for Easter and said,
“Mom, the neighbors are going to think you’re nuts,”
I thought, It might be time,
but I was too busy breaking my
Lenten television fast to deal with it.

(Easter Sunday with Mr. 4-Ever)

So, here we are,
the week after Easter
and my tree is still up.

And you know what?
I’m owning it.

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3 Things Your Husband Really Wants You to Know

As someone who has
plenty of experience
with husband(s),
I assure you …

This is what your husband wants you to know.

If you don’t know my story of being
widowed twice,
you can read it here.

1.

Your husband wants you to be
committed to him.
Not just the marriage, to him!

It’s not enough to just avoid divorce.

Marriage isn’t 50-50.

Divorce is 50-50.

Marriage takes an ALL IN,
ALL THE TIME commitment.

You won’t believe how I learned this lesson!
Let me save you the humiliation.
You can read about it here.

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Surprisingly Simple Secret to A Better Life

 

If you want to be
healthier,
thinner,
think more clearly,
and enjoy life to the fullest …
the secret is surprisingly simple. 

Sleep more!

That’s right!
Sleep is the solution to
so much of what ails us.

This is marvelous news to me.
If there were an Olympic medal for sleeping,
I could bring home the gold.

WebMD.com lists 9 benefits for
a good night’s sleep.

Better overall health.
Better sex life.
Less chronic pain.
Lower risk of injury.
Better mood.
Supports weight control.
(Why didn’t they lead with this one is a mystery to me.)
Clearer thinking.
Better memory.
Stronger immunity.

Doctors tell you to sleep,
and
God tells you to rest.

But, you say,
“I’m TOO BUSY to rest!”
Me, too!

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5 Fool Proof Tips to Survive a Road Trip

Girlfriend,
if you’re planning a
big road trip,
I’ve got 5
fool proof survival tips for you!

Mr. 4-Ever and I just got home
from a 3,900 mile road trip
to FL and GA.

We criss-crossed the south
speaking at multiple events.

It was awesome!
God showed up in women’s lives magnificently.
Women came to Jesus.
They laid down shame.
They forgave themselves for not being perfect.

Can you say hallelujah?

Now let me tell you
about the road trip.

I thought 3,900 miles in the car
would be a piece of cake.
We’re on the road a lot already.
We’re together 23.5/7 anyway,
(I go potty alone)
how much different could it be?

Ha!
Being in the same OFFICE space
is A LOT different
than being
IN. THE. CAR.
IN. THE. HOTEL.
TOGETHER.
EVERY. SINGLE. MOMENT.
on a trip.

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Grumbler’s Anonymous Anyone?

Do you have anyone in your life
that’s a handful?
Someone who provokes
you to complaining
and grumbling?

Yeah, me, too.

One of my fathers-in-law was
a Golden Gloves boxing champion
for the Army during WWII.

After leaving the Army,
he joined the police force in
Milwaukee, WI. 

 

He rode motorcycles year-round
in the freezing Milwaukee, WI winters.
“Heck, yes, (except he didn’t say heck) it was cold.
We’d wrap our legs with newspaper
as insulation under our uniforms.

He was a strong man
with strong opinions
and not much of a filter
if you know what I mean.

At least, his sweet wife buffered
his coarse talk
and old-fashioned opinions
with graceful scoldings and smiles.

Then . . . his wife died. 

Suddenly,
I became the primary caregiver
for that cantankerous man! 

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