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Things happening now … and how I feel about them

Don’t Take It At Face Value

Standardized test May 2016

It’s standardized testing season. And I have a perfectionist child. He wants to get everything right – the first time – without exception.

He finishes his practice test and discovers after checking his work, that he got several answers wrong relating to interdependence, cooperation, and wants vs needs. Initially, he was crushed, and came to me about it. Instead of immediately agreeing with his answers being incorrect according to the answer guide, I asked him to explain the answers he selected. I was taken aback. And thrilled. He’s an outside-the-box thinker. He doesn’t just accept the answer at face value. He thinks, reasons and examines.  And I don’t want to change that about him for anything in the world.

I love my little homeschool family. I love my creative thinkers. I’m ecstatic that he understands the answer that may be desired on the test and why, but can still defend his thoughts. It’s an amazing feeling to see his young mind at work.

He doesn’t just accept an answer at face value. Indeed, I’m raising individuals. And I love it.

This is What It Sounds Like …..

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Heartbroken.

I actually cried. It’s not often the death of someone famous brings me to actual tears. It’s a sad thing, yes. And I’m sorry to hear it.  But this death made me feel like … like … I lost a part of my history.
I adored Prince. The Purple Rain album (I had the one with the pullout poster) was the soundtrack of my teen years. My absolute favorite Prince song of all time …. When Doves Cry.  I felt alive. I felt invincible. I felt youthful.
I felt like I knew him, you know? Prince’s fearlessness, his originality, his complexities and feelings all wrapped up in his music, made him relatable … touchable … Yet he was unlike any other. He did things we wished we were brave enough to do.   And of course, my teenage crush made him seem bigger than life.
He’s irreplaceable. The doves are crying, and we’re crying with them.
Rest in peace, Prince Rogers Nelson.

The Reason for the Season

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I could feel it start to happen with the arrival of November. My neck stiffening, my mind racing, my pulse quickening. All from thinking about preparing for Christmas. Or more accurately, Christmas shopping. Did I have my budget ready? Did the kids give me their lists? Who do I need to buy presents for? When should the Christmas cards go out? And on and on and on… Stress! Pressure! And not at all what the Christmas season is meant to be about. While there is nothing wrong with those things in and of themselves, when pushed to the forefront, they remove the focus from the true reason for Christmas – Jesus Christ! This year, instead of getting caught up in the hustle and bustle, and sucked into the commercial hype of the season, I am determined to stay worshipful, grateful and focused on Christ. –

See more at: Gospel Today Reason For The Season

When Your Christmas Isn’t Merry …

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Family, friends, laughter and love are all byproducts of the Christmas holiday. The love of Christ and the warmth of His presence, mold the beauty and joy of the holiday. But for everyone, it’s not a happy time. Someone lost a loved one recently, and ache at the thought of the first Christmas without them. Another person has a tragic, painful memory associated with this time of year, and it colors their joy and happiness a paled shade of blue. You may be lonely, frightened, and unable to find rest. You might be worried about money, and unable to provide much of anything for your children.

I just want you to know that people do care.  Some of us do realize that Christmas is so much more than presents, sales, big dinners, and new toys.  It’s about truly sharing the love of Jesus. And in an effort to do just that, I’m reaching out to you now with that love to say I understand, and I care. I am praying right now for anyone struggling with any of the hurts I’ve mentioned.  While you may not feel joy or peace, that’s exactly what Jesus came to give you. Allow yourself to feel, but trust in Him to give you strength, courage and ultimately joy.  That’s something no situation can take away.  Praying for you.

Merry Christmas.

Not One of Us ….

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I worked in news for several years.  I, like so many of you, am hurt, frustrated, sad, angry and bewildered by the cruel actions of one person.  My thoughts and prayers are with the family and friends of these individuals.  Jaye Watson eloquently puts so many feelings into words.  What she says is so fitting, when it’s so hard to make sense of the situation.  Here are her words …..

 

I imagine I am Alison Parker, doing a live shot, yet another live shot, one of a dozen that will fill the work week.

I imagine how the sun rises behind her in the moments before it happens, how her photographer Adam has to adjust his camera to accommodate the encroaching fingers of light.

Maybe she learned her assignment that morning, when she walked into her newsroom at 3:30 AM and a producer told her she would be interviewing a woman about business redevelopment.

Read more here: Jaye Watson “Roanoke”

Declaration of Dependence

Declaration of Dependence
We just enjoyed Independence Day … the United States celebrating our nation’s independence.  It made me start thinking about how much people relish independence, being a “self-made” man or woman, being your own boss; in essence, running things.  All are interesting positions to take.  However, it made me pause and think of the importance of dependence … on the right things.  I want to make my declaration of dependence … on God.
I depend on God for …
– Wisdom.  To know what to do, when to do it, and how to do it.  Without Him, I’d make some pretty messed up decisions.
– Patience.  Left to my own devices, I would be hot-headed and unwilling to wait.  But I depend on God to teach me the art of waiting while still working towards my goal, and allowing Him to fulfill it in His time and season.
– The ability to love others.  People can be mean.  Purposefully.  However, I choose to try to walk in the love of God with others.  It’s not easy, but the peace I feel is so worth it.
– Peace.  I am at peace even when it doesn’t make sense to me.  Only God can do that.
– Protection.  The world we live in can cause you to be full of fear and anxiety.  I am so thankful for every single day that God protects my family and I.
I hereby declare I will continue to depend on Him … and Him alone.

Charleston … I’m Sorry …

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Charleston … I’m sorry …
Sorry that we continue to allow mass shootings
Sorry that we live in a world where this can exist
Sorry that lax gun laws and accessibility to firearms is not properly addressed
Sorry for your tremendous grief and hurt
Sorry to see your loved ones cry, to see your precious children traumatized
Sorry that this nation grieves … again … over a senseless shooting … again.

Our hearts. Our prayers. Our grief … is with you.
I’m sorry.

How Do You Say Goodbye?

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I can’t imagine losing a child. At any age. My eyes begin to well up with tears at the thought. It’s so unnatural. It’s just not the way it should be.

How do you say goodbye …
to the early years, bathing and feeding, tickling and hugging, kissing and holding.
the elementary years, of discovery and wonder, where everything is new and exciting
the teen years, of growth and development, of patience (or trying of patience for you)
the adult years, of friendship and laughter, of memories and bonds. Of caring and commitment.

My heart hurts for Vice President Biden, and the scores of other parents who have had to do it. You are truly in my thoughts and prayers.

How do you say goodbye to your baby? I don’t know …

The Price of Quiet

I have recently made it my mission to learn to “breathe”. To take time for me. To appreciate and celebrate all God has blessed me with, instead of being in a frenzy to cram in even more. I guess, in essence, I’ve been trying to shut out the noise and get to a place of quiet. Then I stumble across this.

Thanks, Kirk Franklin ….

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If you live anywhere on the planet earth, you would agree that this year has been LOUD.

And we’re only 5 months in!

Sometimes, we have an uncontrollable array of sounds. Some good, some bad. The noise from Baltimore was both good and bad. The cries of the overlooked and disenfranchised exploded onto the streets and brought both attention and destruction to the national spotlight with a narrative too common over the last year.

Then the deaths of thousands in Nepal overwhelmed us to the point that most of us checked out unfortunately and had to be reminded that “oh yeah, that did happen.” Sad. The return of LOVE AND HIP HOP ATLANTA got the streets riled up again about our favorite urban soap stars fighting and setting up scenes to bust each other in love triangles lit and well directed for our voyeurism and escapism from our own normal lives stuck on repeat. THEN, there was THE FIGHT OF THE CENTURY…..sorry, I fell asleep blogging… anyway.

Continue reading at: Kirk Franklin “The Price of Quiet”

Impact … that will never be erased

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Today would have been Dr. Myles’ Munroe’s 61st birthday. He was a true man of God, a visionary, and the incredible depth of knowledge God gave him will continue to mold future generations. As I reflect on his life, I think about the words that came to me upon learning of his death…. impact.

It wasn’t just that he was a great spiritual leader. He was. It wasn’t just that he was a best-selling author, and world-renowned. Again, he was. But the profound depth of sadness that I felt, and now surge of thankfulness for what he left, was due to his impact.

Impact. The impact to show God’s love and compassion to a hurting world. Impact. The impact to help me stretch beyond the limits of what I thought was possible … to believe in me because of the limitless God within me. Impact. The impact to change the thinking and mindset of a generation … to help us see the Lord Jesus Christ is indeed an Almighty, Awesome God! Impact.

That is the word I choose now to describe Dr. Munroe, and his wife, Ruth, whose imprint was surely a part of his ministry.

And now his impact transcends even his death, in his children. Thank you, Dr. Munroe, for becoming all that God created you to be, and dying empty.

Thank you, for your impact.