Sorta Kinda Gunfights with a little Video Share from Shellie
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On the new year, southern sayings, and tweeting God
Happy New Year, y’all. 2019 has arrived. I remember listening in to an adult conversation years ago and hearing my Uncle Bryon talking about what he thought we’d see in the future. Back then 2019 sounded quite futuristic to my young ears. Uncle Bryon used to say that one day the roads would move instead of the cars. He saw us driving our vehicles onto the
If Not Now, When?
I was teaching from the book of Hosea when I made a personal confession to the girls in my Sunday School class and illustrated it with an example from my own prayer life. I share it because you may get a chuckle out of it like they did, and heaven knows we need some comic relief. Amen? Besides, it comes with a great lesson. Here we
Just Take a Minute To Breathe
Merry Christmas! I love this season for a myriad of reasons, not the least of which is the abundance of story. Few things are more satisfying to me than the give and take of swapping stories over a good meal and the holidays offer plenty such opportunities. To be sure, the conversation I most enjoy has an ebb and flow that makes one want to
When What You Know Isn’t
Dixie Belle and I had a prayer partner join us on the back porch last week. This will sound heartless, but I fluctuated between thinking of Jesus' message, "He that is not against us, is for us," and planning the intruding worshiper's demise. Yeah, it's that whole bug issue of mine. I'm sorry. I should mention our guest was a Praying Mantis, one of those green stick-like
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,
Show Up at the Starting Line
Many of y'all have been faithful to listen to these morning segments of mine for years and I'm so grateful for y'all tuning in! But, for the next few minutes, I'd like to talk to you about my LIVE talk show? You can find show details at allthingssouthern.com/connect. I’m having fun with the live show… now. Who wouldn't have fun interviewing Kori Robertson and her mom,
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
Welcome to My World
This is likely to surprise long-time listeners who might think I jump out of bed like Tigger the boisterous tiger. The reality is that I wake up with an outlook closer to Eeyore the dismal donkey. No, I'm not joking. My first conscious thoughts, every single morning, are irrationally gloomy and colored with familiar feelings of hopelessness that suggest living is more drudgery than delight and