Sometimes I Cry

Sometimes I Cry

I've tried really hard to write this week.  I've stared at the blank computer screen resting my hands against the keyboard with tears in my eyes.  I've felt so insecure about trying to put my thoughts out here in the open for everyone to read.  So, like any vulnerable person...I held them inside because I wanted [...]

Can No = Yes?

When Barry and I came to California to interview for the ministry position at our current church, we fell in love with everyone and everything immediately.  We realized within hours of our arrival that we were home. During that weekend we engaged in a number of conversations with the elders and pastors, church leaders and youth. [...]

Are You Afraid Too?

I am Afraid...but I don't want to be... Recently I logged on to Anne Jackson's blog and read an old post titled "Are You Afraid to be Amazing?"  Anne's blog is wonderful and if you would like to check it out, you can click here.  Here's the excerpt from Anne's post that got my attention: I wish I had [...]

Heartache to Healing

Heartache to Healing

Update:  The My Story Page is no longer password protected.  Thanks - Jana Over the last week, I've corresponded with a number of people regarding a new page on my blog.  It's titled My Story... To be perfectly honest it should be called Our Story because so many people I know can relate.  I wish [...]

Reality Church

I absolutely love reality television.  It is one of my favorite indulgences.  The more drama...the better.  I guess I kind of enjoy seeing people's "real lives".  It makes me feel like I am not alone in my quirkiness.  If camera's were rolling at my house today, you would have found me in my PJ's until noon, logged onto Facebook while [...]

Shotgun For Sale

I was left home alone.  Let me just clarify something...I HATE being home alone.  So, in an effort to make me feel more secure, Barry showed me how to use a shotgun before he left for the week.  Okay, okay stop laughing!  It wasn't loaded and to be honest, I had no idea where the bullets were.  But, I figured [...]