The book Overwhelmed by Kathi Lip & Cheri Gregory came highly recommended by Facebook friends, so of course, I had to grab a copy. With it came a printable planner download. The theme of the book is planning the life you want, rather than scheduling the life you’ve accepted.
I’ve been going back and forth in my head debating whether or not I should keep updating this blog. For a while now it just hasn’t felt like something I’ve been drawn to. Perhaps I had a distorted perspective.
A couple of years ago, my Bible study group decided to join Beth Moore and her Living Proof Ministries in their plan to memorize 24 verses from the Bible. The Siesta Scripture Memory Team comes together every-other-year in an attempt to fill our minds with wisdom from the word.
I have a confession, and I hope it doesn’t make anyone think less of me. In my county, we have too many traffic lights to count. In fact, one of the Cities started labeling lights “2a” and “2b” so as not to confuse people when new lights are added.
Should I decorate for Christmas?
I love how the lights brighten up my living room in an attempt to chase away the ever darkening evenings. The darkness creeps into my spirit, sucking the life out of me.
Like any good southern girl, I’ve always addressed my father as Daddy. Whether I’m speaking to him, or just about him to someone else, I consider it his proper name. A friend once pointed out that since he isn’t her father, I should refer to him as “my daddy” but it just never took.
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.