P.O.P.D. (Perfect Ornament Placement Disorder)

P.O.P.D. In case you missed my social media post, these initials represent a very serious, potentially debilitating, often contagious, disease that effects thousands annually: Perfect Ornament Placement Disorder. Over the years, much of the extreme cases have been lessened due to an inordinate amount of people turning to pre-lit and permanently decorated (fake) trees. CouldContinue reading “P.O.P.D. (Perfect Ornament Placement Disorder)”

“When is enough enough?”

My yoga meditation for today was “today I am ENOUGH, and I trust you with my future”. Mine are always some sort of reminder to “get God in there” as I start my day. This one is particularly powerful for me at Christmastime, a time when I feel sub-par in multiple areas. Maybe you haveContinue reading ““When is enough enough?””

“That Sinking Feeling…”

It’s that sinking feeling. One similar to those crazy dreams I sometimes have, where I go to a math class and am handed a test that I forgot to study for (and in some cases, forgot to ever go to the class at all!). Or maybe like a bride who meant to shed those lastContinue reading ““That Sinking Feeling…””

“Life Is”

“Life is Good”? Try “Life is boring”, “Life is Hard”, Life is Dull”. Now, wouldn’t those make good slogans for a t-shirt line? Maybe it’s because I am coming down from the thrill of being in Paris for a week, but I feel bored and tired and disinterested in my everyday life. I realize IContinue reading ““Life Is””

Sneaky Perfectionism

I should know by now that in order for me to learn something, I have to experience first hand. Just knowing about it or reading about it don’t get it done for me. This week I rode the learning curve yet again. It came to a head while I was attempting to learn my altoContinue reading “Sneaky Perfectionism”

I See Those Hands…

Raise your hand if you have ever battled a potentially terminal disease or love someone who has or does? Now raise your hand if you struggle with the disease of addiction or love someone who has or does? And raise a hand if you’ve ever felt tormented by the effects of your own sin/evil/brokenness orContinue reading “I See Those Hands…”

“Martha, Martha, Martha!”

Even if you haven’t watched and memorized every episode of the Brady Bunch (like me), most of us are still familiar with the famous exasperated cry, “Marsha, Marsha, Marsha!”. I can see how Jan (the middle of 3 blond sisters) felt inferior to her older sister, Marsha.. I mean, I always wanted to be likeContinue reading ““Martha, Martha, Martha!””

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