Avert Your Gaze and Look Away to Jesus
The beautiful young Hispanic boy behind the expressive dark brown eyes and gentle smile holds a special place in many hearts, including mine. His name is Landon, he's twelve years old, and he's my godson. When Landon was five years old, he was diagnosed with Asperger, a highly functioning form of autism. He also deals with Obsessive/Compulsive Disorder, or OCD. Obsessive/Compulsive Disorder is characterized by uncontrollable,
Baby Selfies, Belfies, and What in the World?
I love finding baby selfies on my iPhone, images of plump little lips belonging to wee ones who've managed to turn a camera phone on themselves long enough to capture partial glimpses of their own sweet faces. Oh, yes, those please! I have one of Weston the Wonder Boy from Easter 2015 stored on my phone right now that could melt butter. Grandkids aside, however, today
When It Seems Too Much To Ask
What would prayer do? Those words dropped in my heart around midnight several weeks ago with such power that it woke me from a deep sleep. I slept lightly the rest of the night, drifting in and out of full consciousness, but always with that phrase presenting itself front and center in my thoughts. What would prayer do? I knew it was a riff of the line,
On Nekkid Faith
Should you have a hankering to stand nekkid in the open doorway of your own home, you may do so-- at least in Charlotte, North Carolina where one resident has been proving this theory several times a week for the last decade. According to officials, Nekkid Man is within his rights because he is technically exposing himself in the privacy of his own home and
On Being Works in Progress
Heads up all you do-it-yourselfers and HGTV fans. Before y'all commit to any size home remodeling project it would behoove you to refresh yourselves on the three stages of any home improvement plan: Let's do it, why are we doing it, and, we did it! My man and I have just finished making over our master bathroom, so this is really fresh experience speaking. For a
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
Empty Me
There's this song, Empty Me by Chris Sligh. The lyrics strip me down every time I play it
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.