To say the weather hasn’t been kind to Sevier County this past week would be an understatement. A combination of drought conditions with high winds resulted in a deadly fire. Continue reading
I attempted to write a blog post earlier in the week to document my thoughts on the fires which recently devastated the Tennessee side of the Great Smoky Mountains National Park, spreading into the City of Gatlinburg. My attempt quickly devolved into an informational news piece, poor quality news article at that.
Earlier in the week I attempted to list out my blessings with the aid of a prompt list. Instead of generating thanks in my heart, I ended up just listing things I ought to be thankful for. Fast forward to this morning, and I struggled with my attitude from the moment I woke up. The whys are important, but not to the point of this story. The difficulties were helpful in pointing me to my blessings.
Much like my “training” for the half marathon tomorrow, this blog post hasn’t taken up a whole lot of my time as prep is concerned. I’m composing it on a friend’s couch in my Darth Vader joggers.
But I did want to give y’all the chance to join me as I travel 13.1 miles. These miles I’ll be slow going and I would love to have you along for the fun. Comment below to claim a mile. Could be your favorite number, or just a random choice.
I’ll also ask you let me know if you have a prayer request you want me to lift up. If not, just let me know if you are an encourager or a butt kicker. I’ll need both along the way!
Admittedly, I’m one of those annoying people who like to take to Facebook with 30 days of thankfulness when the calendar hits November. I know the practice has its detractors. Questions like “where is your gratitude the rest of the year?” and “Isn’t this just another way to brag about your life?”
As I mentioned on Thursday, I received an advanced copy of The Broken Way by Ann Voskamp as a member of her book launch team. Today is the release day, but I haven’t finished the book in able to give it a proper review.
I’ve stopped writing. Trying to get a fix on exactly what my direction in life is, my words became silent. To satisfy my love of words, I turned to books. Like most everything in my life, the ebbs and flows sometimes draw me to creating, other times I devour what others have done. Continue reading
This past weekend, Jay and I got the privilege of loving our Cambodian neighbor, via an Ohio neighborhood. In the process, I met 3 cyber neighbors and celebrated my father-in-law’s 75 birthday.