What are you waiting for?

I’d waited a long time for an answer to my prayer. It felt like forever. This spring I was sooo ready to move on and it looked like my prayers were finally going to be answered. Somehow our six-month foray into townhouse living had turned into six years and in my mind, seven was the magic number. The SCRIPTURAL number. Surely God would open the door for us to move this summer, if not sooner.


I reeled at the delay. It felt like we were running out of time.

Time keeps on tick, ticking, ticking, into the future.


Last night as I scrolled through Facebook, I noticed a post by a marketing expert I used to follow; this was the caption:

“If you could have one dream come true this year, what would it be?”

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How to ride out the perfect storm when you’re feeling imperfect

The storm had been brewing all day but we hadn’t paid attention; it was Labor Day weekend and the family had gathered for a barbecue. We rented a movie for the kids, Roger threw the burgers on the grill, and the downpour started. I held the umbrella so he could finish cooking.

After we dried off, we ate and settled down to watch the movie. Fifteen minutes into it, the rain turned into a deluge, lightning cracked too close and we lost the cable. Another crash and we were in the dark. I had candles, but that flickering light did little to comfort my 16-year-old granddaughter who was lost without a connected internet. The withdrawal was painful to watch.


The fingers of God


The darkness was a novelty for the little ones.  I suggested we play a word game (imagine that) and we took turns thinking of really cool words.

“Obstreperous!” I chimed out, when it was my turn. They were good sports for about five minutes until we all decided what we really needed was dessert if we were to weather the storm for much longer. Alas, grandma’s cupboard was bare.

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The Truth About New Beginnings and How Transition Can Make or Break You

Spring is a time of new beginnings

New Beginnings

Spring comes early in North Carolina. For weeks now we’ve been saying, “Spring is in the air.” According to the calendar it’s officially here as of today but my sinuses don’t need the reminder. Allergies seem to ride the coattails of seasonal transition.

We equate spring with new beginnings and why wouldn’t we after a long, cold winter? Trees bloom, birds sing like they’re rehearsing for a spring musical and the air swells with hope (and pollen. LOTS of pollen. ACHOO!) We live for new beginnings but with every new beginning we have to live through a pesky period of transition.


Change is easy. It’s the transition that’s hard. Click To Tweet


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Three reasons why you’re stuck and what to do about it

Have you ever been so stuck you felt like you were hot-glued to your seat and no matter how you twisted and turned you couldn’t get yourself un-stuck? Not. Fun.

Monday morning the stopper in our bathroom sink got stuck in the down position. Of course, the sink was full of soapy water AND my camo leggings! My husband and I took turns trying to pry it loose but finally had to call a plumber. The funny thing about it was that he used an every day pocket knife to lift the lever, the exact same tool we had used, except I guess we just didn’t stick with it long enough.

Wouldn’t it be great if getting unstuck was always that easy?

I’ve gotten stuck in all kinds of areas: my writing, poor eating habits, negative thought patterns, repetitive relational responses. As much as I tried, I never seemed to make much progress.

I. Was. Stuck.

The problem was, I didn’t know WHY I was stuck.

Sometimes only Jesus can get you unstuck


You'll never get unstuck until you figure out WHY you're stuck. Click To Tweet

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The truth about what friends are really for (and why you need them more than you think you do)

I get by with a little help from my friends

Ain’t it good to know that you’ve got a friend?

Someone you can call when life caves in on you, who will help you dig out from under the mess? I really DO get by with a little help from my friends. They inspire me. Their stories inspire me. This little story about sea turtles inspires me, too:

I’m not a big animal lover but I am captivated by turtles, especially sea turtles. Sadly, even though I live fairly close to the coast in North Carolina, I’ve never witnessed them hatching, but I’ve read a lot about the nesting process.

Turtles are largely solitary, but there is a group phenomenon that has to do with how the turtles emerge from their shells.

It’s called hatchling frenzy. Once a group of hatchlings escape their eggs they begin to crawl about, climbing and bumping into one another. The ones at the top scratch at the ceiling of the nest and the sand begins to trickle down.

Those on the bottom stomp the sand onto the floor of the nest. As the scratching and stomping continues, the ceiling falls, the floor rises slowly, and like an elevator, the roomful of collaborating hatchlings is carried toward the surface.

Don’t miss the significance of this process; hatchlings make the trek to the safety of the sea in groups of 20-120 individuals. Stragglers are more susceptible to predators and rarely make it to the safety of the sea.


Moral of this story: We Need Each Other!

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