Have you ever arrived at a new location in the midst of a dense, heavy fog? Perhaps you can decipher a few signs, but that’s about it. Noises might seem magnified but you can see little about your surroundings. The uncertainty can be unsettling.
That happened to me years ago on a visit to Wengen, a quaint little village in the Jungfrau region of Switzerland. It’s a charming, bucolic spot, accessible only by cog-wheel railroad. There are no automobiles in the village.
“Life’s not fair!”
“God answers everybody else’s prayers…just not mine.”
“I can never catch a break.”
Have any of these thoughts ever crossed your mind? Be honest. If you’re like most of us, you’ve done at least a few laps in pools of negativism.
I just spent 5 glorious days on a sailboat in Southern California with some long-time, dear friends.
The beauty was breathtaking: incredible sunrises and sunsets, gentle breezes, clear turquoise waters. Such tranquility. Such a sweet time of refreshing.
I love fall. I love the changing colors of the leaves, the bright blue skies and the cooler weather. I love college football, pumpkins, chrysanthemums, and the (sadly decreasing) focus on Thanksgiving. And I love the smell and taste of freshly baked pumpkin muffins!
If you live in the greater Atlanta area, there’s a likelihood you’ve already been given this recipe. I’ve been making these delicious muffins for most of my adult life, and have shared this recipe with everyone who has asked.
And that’s a lot.
It’s real. It’s searing. It’s not “fair.” And it never arrives at an opportune time.
Pain comes in all shapes and sizes.
Pain can be physical and/or emotional.
Just ask Nick Chubb, the University of Georgia’s star running back. Until last week, Nick was often mentioned as a leading 2015 Heisman Trophy candidate. During the first play of last Saturday’s game against Tennessee, a significant knee injury destroyed that dream.
Loving with courage takes a lot of different forms, but none more inspiring than in those with ALS.
Over the last several years, the “ice bucket challenge” has raised awareness of this disease. Watching someone douse themselves in a bucket of freezing-cold water, and then challenging a friend to do the same, can put shivers down your spine and provide a few laughs….and it might even help fund research for a cure for this life-limiting disease.
Over my six years of widowhood, I’ve stepped out of my “comfort zone” more times than I can count.
Deciding on major home repairs…buying a car…learning not to weed-eat poison ivy…sending my daughter off to college…then to Africa…going hang gliding…pursuing a big dream…being interviewed on local and national TV…so many new experiences.
So much fear and uncertainty.
You’re a vibrant and beautiful young mom and you’ve just had your 3rd healthy baby.
I have a confession to make. It’s a deep, dark secret that few of you know. But in my ongoing quest for authenticity, I am going to reveal it today.
I have Formica countertops in my kitchen. Yes, I said it…FORMICA! Even worse, the backsplash is of the same dull, cream-colored Formica. Circa 1970’s. Circa bland and boring.
Please don’t judge me.