Most people say “what a great idea” when encouraged to write letters of affirmation and blessing to those they love.
Don’t you love Fall? I certainly do. The return of college football (Go Dawgs!), cooler temperatures, autumn leaves, all things pumpkin…so many wonderful aspects of life to embrace and enjoy.
Yet a new season always means that the former season is drawing to a close. (I know, “Duh!”) That means saying goodbye to favorite aspects of that previous time of year.
I’ve thought a lot about changing seasons recently as my life has dramatically changed.
“Wow, God.” That thought has been on repeat in my brain.
After eight years of widowhood, I am about to become a bride again.
Tomorrow, Rob and I will join our lives in the sacred covenant of marriage.
“Wow, God,” indeed.
Being the reflective type, I’ve thought a lot about the last eight years of my life, of the countless ways I’ve seen God’s faithfulness.
What are the headlines from those last eight years?
For the last month, we’ve been commercially bombarded with endless reminders that Mother’s Day is fast approaching.
Yes, the holiday is a wonderful celebration of motherhood. Moms who endlessly give and serve their families throughout the year do deserve to be honored and affirmed.
Yet for many, Mother’s Day elicits more pain than joy. But why?
The 2017 NFL Draft is underway in Philadelphia. And over the next few nights, atop the steps that Rocky ascended, lifelong dreams will be coming true as aspiring players are selected for NFL teams.
Many of those drafted feel fortunate just to have survived to adulthood. Countless players come from the humblest of circumstances, having never known financial or physical security.
The future financial compensation can be staggering for those whose names are called by the NFL Commissioner.
Have you ever seen a seemingly empty seashell suddenly start moving along the sand? Or even more shockingly, discovered that a shell you’d recently found on the beach mysteriously changed locations on your counter?
If so, then you’ve probably witnessed a hermit crab in action. They live alone, within salvaged empty seashells, due to their own physical vulnerability. The crab is forced to peek outside the protective shell to move, and as the crab moves, so does the shell.
Do you pray regularly?
If your prayers from this last week were transcribed, what would they show?
Do you pray big, God-sized prayers? Or are your requests in line with things you can accomplish in your own power?
Are wedding bells ringing in your future? Perhaps you’re getting married soon, or you are the mother or father of the bride or groom.
If so, it’s the perfect time for letter writing.
Have you ever tasted heirloom tomatoes? Their shapes aren’t uniform, nor are their colors. But oh, the flavors!
Half empty or half full? Each new day, we have a fresh choice of how we look at our lives, our circumstances, the “hand we’ve been dealt.” What are you choosing?
We all know people that look at life through negative lenses. They see the shortcomings in every situation. Yes, they might make great quality inspectors looking for defects on a manufacturing line. But in terms of life, it’s a draining perspective for everyone in that person’s world. And most of all, it’s a slow emotional death for the person themselves.