Showing posts from July, 2017

Are we there yet?

"For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope." Jeremiah 29:11

When my kids were little and we were on a road trip, they would ask my husband or myself "are we there yet?" Truthfully, parent confession time, it might have been a tiny bit bothersome after they asked again only 10 more miles down the road. In reality, they were checking how much closer they were to their goal, in the case of our daughters it would usually be their grandparents house or a vacation spot.

As an adult, we need to ask ourselves "are we there yet?". Have we achieved our goals? Or created goals we'd like to attain. Once we have them set in place if we don't quickly achieve that goal, we can get discouraged. A wise pastor once said, "you're sitting in God's waiting room when you don't get the answer right away."

Breathe, rest and relax. Our road map to obtaining these goals is …

A Vacation Misadventure

In the story I am currently writing, I've got a pivotal scene while the characters are on a paddle boat. It brought to mind my own misadventure from my childhood regarding a paddle boat ride gone awry... 

     It all started at Homosassa Springs, Florida.  My family and I were on an extended weekend vacation with our family friends. During the day my sister Beth, and our friend Laurie and I would read our Nancy Drew mysteries as we sat by the pool and would make up “crimes” to solve to pass the time. On the third day over breakfast, they asked us if we wanted to drive over to a marina to rent some paddle boats. What I thought would be just a pleasant afternoon spent on the river turned into something much different. As we pulled into the parking lot Beth, Laurie and I commented to our parents about the island in the middle of the calm blue river. We asked the marina shop owner about the island and he told us there were monkeys that lived on it and that they used to be part of …

Books, wonderful, books

Books, wonderful, books. My love for them began as I was a child and my mother or father would read Beatrix Potter, Dr. Seuss, and lots of Little Golden Books as well as Bible stories to me and my sister. It's blossomed from then on as my "to be read pile" amasses on my nightstand as evidence.

As a former elementary teacher, it was always a thrill to see what my students were reading. Library day was eagerly awaited as they would get to find a new book to read. The stories they'd share about reading it with a family member were priceless. I was privileged to work for some years with middle school special ed students, the school librarian would do story time with them and it was wonderful to see their eyes light up as she shared the stories. She even had books for their levels in a section of her library, this lady was a first-class gem.

Teaching in Vacation Bible School for some years as well as Sunday School, the biblical stories of Noah, David and Goliath and our …

Just, plain, words

As I've been writing on my manuscript each word has become singularly more important. In the character world as in real life, words have the power to change the dynamics of a relationship. If used politely, to deepen the bond, if  negatively to shatter it. Writers can choose their words in order to paint a picture in the mind of a reader, letting them glimpse the beautiful city of Paris or feel the mood of a gloomy, dark alley.

This verse strikes me as appropriate for how the rhythm and flow of words affect us all:

"Gracious words are like a honeycomb, sweetness to the soul and health to the body." Proverbs 16:24

When we think of words, the photo above comes to mind as we use our phones to send messages to family and friends. Whether celebrating life's victories and one another's accomplishments or just to catch up. Words matter. On social media, we stay connected, even if far away from one another, through the power of words and pictures.

Actors use everyday, s…

Living with Noah's Ark

My family and I love animals, we currently have one adorable mutt Thor, a precious cat named Sebastian and a former show bunny named Willow. (Please don't ask, my oldest daughter did FFA in high school, she's now away at college so mom and dad get to take care of her) This is the least amount of pets we've had over the years.

To add to the menagerie, our daughters had a pet frog named Sticky Fingers for ten years, he got lots of car rides on their Barbie cars, which he oddly seemed to like. The youngest worked part time for a veterinarians office during part of her college years and fell in love with guinea pigs. She brought two guinea pig girls home and one day showed up with another one, a boy. She took them all to the doctors to have them fixed. One morning, months later I went into her room and surprise! There were three little pigs next to their mom. Yikes! Thank goodness a co-worker took two for her kids when they were weaned and the others went to her friends.