Baby Steps
Weston's walking! Watching grandchild number five loose his vise grip on one parent's fingers long enough to venture towards the other is both heartwarming and bittersweet for this Keggie. Granted, he's still pretty shaky, but baby steps, y'all. A few days ago, Weston would drop to his knees every time we stood him on his feet. Weston clearly considered crawling to be a sure mode of
The Stupid Virus Has an Antidote!
Several weeks ago, I brought y'all some interesting news that confirmed something I've long suspected: Stupid is contagious. At least these were the findings being released from John Hopkins Medical School and the University of Nebraska whose scientists claimed to have discovered a virus that makes people stupid. I had a lot of fun opining on who I thought should cover their mouths when they
Exhale and breathe in 2015 with Jesus
Exhale, ye merry gentlemen and gentlewomen, by the time you read these words of mine the lovely chaos of Christmas will have come and gone. None of us can know what the next day will bring, but if the established order of Christmases past prevails, I can project a few things with a degree of certainty. There’s a solid good chance my man will be
Live Intentionally
My older sisters and I grew up in rural Louisiana. We were blessed with free time to amuse ourselves and plenty of wide open countryside to act out whatever our imaginations could invent. Papa's fuel tanks became our inexhaustible horses. We cowgirls saddled them up to fight and prevail over bands of warring Indians. Cane poles lining our ditches were stripped and used as building
Home Sweet Home
Dorothy murmured of it in her sleep as she dreamed of returning. Accolades to it have been stitched, painted, and printed on everything imaginable and recording artists have sung its praises all over the world. And yes, with Thanksgiving close behind us and Christmas being right around the corner, it seems fitting to acknowledge one of the most well-known and beloved tunes of them all.
Falling Out of Touch
It was a beautiful Saturday morning in Houston, TX. I was watching my favorite soccer player compete while his little brother sat in my lap and played with an animated dog on my iPhone. My daughter was standing at my immediate right, enjoying a pleasant conversation with her friend, Lilane. Jessica had introduced me to Lilane several nights earlier after I spoke at their church
Riding Coat Tails and Red Letter Days
For someone who loves stories, family, history, and worshipping Jesus with like-minded believers, it was a red letter day! I got to travel back in time once again, to that small country church I've told y'all about, where five generations of my family members before me have worshipped. Only this time my son and his family were with us, so you can make that seven! If
They Want to Brand Her!
"They want to brand me," my friend said. Be at peace, y'all. It's not as ominous as it sounds. My friend Joneal and I were talking business and all things Jesus when the conversation turned to branding. Dr. Joneal Kirby is the creator and director of a mentoring ministry for women called, Heart to Home. I'll be mentioning her name more in the coming months as
Beware the Stealthy Fog
A light fog blanketing the landscape can be calming to the soul. Sitting on my back porch, for instance, talking to the Good Lord while the early morning is trying to slip out of its thin pale robe. That's a nice prescription for peace. There are other times when fog is less appreciated, say when you're driving, or how about when it begins to roll up
Refusing to Choose is a Choice
As I type these words to you our country is either in a war or we aren't, depending on who you are talking to and what day of the week it is. For those who say we are in a war, it's against ISI, or ISIS, or ISIL. The latest faces of evil have changed their name more often than that rapper Snoop Doggy Dog,