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Thank You for Your Footprint


People come and go from our lives. It’s those people who shape us, mold us and help us to define our selves. Some are good influences and some are bad or indifferent.  Positive or negative their footprint is forever etched in our souls.

I want to thank those people in my life that have shown me love and kindness because in that they taught me to love others more then myself.  I want to thank those who have used my kindness for there own purposes because they taught me to be wary.  I want to thank those who have come to my aid both emotionally and physically for they have taught me the satisfaction of serving others. I want to thank those who have lied to me because they have taught me to seek truth in all things. I want to thank those in my life who have sold me short because they only made me more determined to show them they are wrong.  I want to thank those who have touched my heart on any level because it reassures me I am capable of love and empathy.  I want to thank those who have hurt me because in the end I came out stronger then before.

To all of you I pray God touches your lives and continues to bless you. I love you all.

“There’s a hallway in my heart and mind and I walk there from time to time. Revisiting footprints etched deep in my soul. Some of the memories are brief. Filled with love , sorrow and grief. Others linger on.  I find myself thinking back to the point of losing track of the things I am grateful for in my life. I thank all who have walked the halls in my heart and may a tiny little part of my love remain with you today. This you may not know, but it’s your influence that’s helped me grow into the woman I am today. ”

Owe no one anything, except to love each other, for the one who loves another has fulfilled the law.   Romans 13:8


Amazing Grace


I love Chris Tomlin’s music. I had the fortune some years back to see him in concert. I had never been to a Christian music concert. I remember the vibe all the over the outdoor concert venue being so loving. It was moving for me . I knew some of his music at the time. This concert was the very first time I heard his Amazing Grace ( my chains are gone). To this day that song rings in my heart and soul. I was moved beyond words by that song. Have a blessed Sunday!!


Thursday Humor


It’s the end of the first semester of school. My kids get a 4 day weekend. I am just as excited as they are.  So as I prepare to have a weekend of fun with the kids I thought a little humor was in order!


Will you Answer?

I came across a story that I wanted to share. I am not sure who wrote this or if it’s a true story or not.

“One Saturday night, a pastor was working late and decided to call his wife before he left for home. It was about 10:00 PM, but his wife didn’t answer the phone. The pastor let it ring many times. He thought it was odd that she didn’t answer but decided to wrap up a few things and try again in a few minutes. When he tried again, she answered right away. He asked her why she hadn’t answered before, and she said that it hadn’t rung at their house. They brushed it off as a fluke and went on their merry ways.

The following Monday, the pastor received a call at the church office, which was the phone that he’d used that Saturday night. The man that he spoke with wanted to know why he’d called on Saturday night. The pastor couldn’t figure out what the man was talking about.

Then the man said, “It rang and rang, but I didn’t answer.”

The pastor remembered the mishap and apologized for disturbing him, explaining that he’d intended to call his wife.

The man said, “That’s okay. Let me tell you my story. You see, I was planning to commit suicide on Saturday night, but before I did, I prayed, ‘God if you’re there, and you don’t want me to do this, give me a sign now.’ At that point, my phone started to ring. I looked at the caller ID, and it said, ‘Almighty God’. I was afraid to answer!”

The church that the pastor attends is called Almighty God Tabernacle.”

In my life I know I have been called many times and been given wake up calls and signs He is with me. I wonder though how many I have missed because I was too busy to answer the call. Sometimes we just choose not to answer even thought the “phone” is ringing loud and clear. Is it fear of the unknown or a fear to step beyond our comfort zones? Probably. I know it varies from person to person. This story puts me in mind of a old routine by Jerry Jordan called a Phone call from God. We had the album and mom would play it and we’d crack up.

This nearly 15 minutes long but funny all the way through.

And I Will Not Be Silent….

Sundays I spend time with my kids. It is a time for worship and Christian fellowship with our church family. May your Sunday be equally blessed. Let your Joyful Noise be heard. Lift up your voices and sing His praise!


The Dabbler


I have so much on my mind and so many ideas floating through my head that I get overwhelmed. Is this writer’s block?  I am very new to blogging and I don’t consider myself a writer. Maybe a writer wanna-be but I am not there by any stretch of the imagination.

In my life from childhood on I have dabbled off and on with writing, I never fashioned myself as the next great novelist but it was fun to create. I am a product of an over crowded school system during a time when only the teacher’s pets were in the advanced college bound classes for subjects like english.Me, being an average student who had issues with attention span was lost in the flawed system.  Formal training for writing? I was never even shown the fundamentals for creative writing. Never the less, I continued to dabble in writing stories and poems and prose.

My creative side was never nurtured by family or by teachers who rejected work I showed them because it wasn’t main stream and they dismissed it as nonsense. I was a kid who needed guidance from an english teacher who could take my creativeness and show me how funnel it. I realize now many great authors and musicians never had any formal training. Creativity is something that comes from the inside and cannot truly be taught. We can learn to read , write, add and subtract….but abstract thought? Abstract thought is just that..abstract.

Here I sit determined to explore and expand my creative side. There has to be something there hidden, suppressed and ready to be brought out of the dark and into the daylight. The first step to good writing is” just do it”. As with anything practice, practice, practice. The next step is to read anything and everything and become well versed in the world around you. The next step is to take notes on every idea that pops into your mind.

So again, I sit here with all my creative thoughts surging forth.  I have several unfinished blogs that started out good and fizzled somewhere along the way. That is a metaphor for my life as of late. Good intentions but no follow through. I am still that easily distracted kid inside. The kid who lapses into daydream and leaves the world outside.

God guides me in very subtle ways. Nagging thoughts that eat at me . Telling me I am 45 and need to find direction in my life.  He has sent me all sorts of wake up calls lately and I have answered them but fizzled out somewhere along the way.  I know He understands this grown up kid who still has very little direction in her life.   God must be patient because I still feel his steady pull in all the right directions.  I am hard-headed and stubborn and responding very slowly.  Weather God is calling me to write or He is just calling me to write for now in order to uncover the me that is hiding in there somewhere I am not sure. I am answering his call and trying my best not to continue blocking His voice out with unhealthy distractions.

“And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.” Romans 8:28


A new year brings an urge to start anew. We make all sorts of resolutions and make all sorts of promises to our selves only to be gravely disappointed in the end. Do we tend to set up too high of expectations for ourselves? I think many of us myself included tend to bite off more then we can chew at times. It’s human nature.

I haven’t made any formal resolutions for myself this year so far but I have been setting goals. I didn’t want to say this is the year I am going to get fit or save for that trip or learn an new hobby. I wanted to start the year off focusing on real issues in my life. Make goals that are attainable because if we set realistic goals for ourselves we become empowered as we see those goals being met.

The areas I am going to focus on this year are emotional, physical, spiritual and intellectual. Instead of sitting and complaining about what I don’t have I am going to focus on what I do have.

My first focus is going to be physical. I have written in an earlier blog about the TIA I suffered in August. That was a major wake up call to tune in and get proactive in my own life. I had been sitting on the sidelines for the past five years or so saying poor little old me I am unemployed and no one wants to hire me. I became sedentary and drowned my self pity in food.

So even though I get bored easily it is back to the gym for me. When I work out on my own I seem to feel closer to Him. It strips down all of my barriers and opens my heart and soul , ready to receive His guidance. Sometimes we are so busy with all the outside stimulation in our lives we forget how to be quiet and listen. I go nuts without some sort of noise going. I fall asleep to the sound of the television at night.

God woke me up with that TIA. I was blessed that’s all it was. So now I am here and I have lost a noticeable amount of weight and my blood pressure is great but I know that is just step one. God has a path set out for me when I am ready to take those steps. He is leading me one step at a time to a path that is healthy and nurturing instead of chaotic and destructive.

I do not believe in predestination because if every thing in our lives was predetermined then we would only in essence be passengers in our own lives because we  would have no control of an ultimate outcome. I believe God lays paths out before us. We can choose weather to walk down it or not.

Anything is possible to through Him. Letting Him completely in and surrendering to His will is the challenge.