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We need each other

The day my daughter met her new little brother it was love at first sight. In her mind I had given her a live baby doll to take care of. This love affair continues with them but its more a love/hate relationship now.

The rose color glasses came of for my daughter when her precious little brother decided to have a mind of his own at such a young tender age of only one.  The fights started and never really ended. Even today when we have dinners together as supposed adults the teasing and verbal insults laced with love can and do fly.

I had tried everything from setting timers and letting them hash it out then when the timer stops they had to say at least five nice things about each other. To if fighting continued we would get in a talking circle and pass a talking” oven mitt around ( because if we used a talking stick, why that’s just asking for it) but that would end with them turning and laughing at my expense. I could go on with the creative ways to deal with the arguing and at family dinners we laugh at some of them but one in particular stands out and actually worked more often than not.

I would have them sit on the floor with their backs to each other, lock arms then try to stand. I have to admit that at times I enjoyed watching the struggle and how they learned to work together. Sometimes it took longer for each to cooperate and stand but other times they stood together no problem.

I thought of this and how it parallels with life. I have been so busy with getting my blanket business off and running and my eBooks written plus mix all other normal life activities into my day-to-day that I started feeling stressed. As I had my quite time this morning I remembered I have a God with me always, willing to help, in fact would love to take the pressure of if I only allow him to take it.  Plus I have some awesome people in my life that I could work with and help me to stop struggling.

In todays electronic driven world we can become an island. With becoming an island it bring so many health problems that can be avoided if we just remember to reach out to other. Even just a smile can go such a long way.

We as people were never meant to be alone. Things go smother and happier when accomplished together.

Ecclesiastes 4:9-12  (NIV)
Two are better than one,
because they have a good return for their labor:
If either of them falls down,
one can help the other up.
But pity anyone who falls
and has no one to help them up.
Also, if two lie down together, they will keep warm.
But how can one keep warm alone?
Though one may be overpowered,
two can defend themselves.
A cord of three strands is not quickly broken.

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Undercover Boss

This past Saturday I wanted nothing more than to eat pizza and binge watch Gilmore Girls. This is a little unusual for me, don’t get me wrong I love the show but for me to sit that long just watching TV is not something I normally do or enjoy.

I turned on my Netflix but it wouldn’t load, after trying it a few times and not being tech savvy or having patience for technology I gave up and looked at what was on TV. I found an undercover boss marathon.

I haven’t watched it much but it seemed ok for someone who just wanted to be a couch potato. I enjoyed it but always wanted to know how most people couldn’t see past the disguise, from the few I watched only two people saw through the disguise. Besides bad wig jobs it was interesting to see the CEO work menial labor and interact with those that worked for them. You could see the happiness in the CEO’s eyes when they worked with people who cared about their job and just as interesting to watch were those interactions with people who did not like their job and could have cared less. I noticed even with people who didn’t have the best out look or work ethic the CEO would still try to work with them to see if they could or would do better.

In the end I would get a little teary as the good hard-working people got a reward and of course I also got to see the few that were not so hard-working get talked to or let go.

As I went to bed from a wild night of undercover boss I thought how very much Jesus was like that on earth. He came in a disguise not as the “CEO” that he was but as an ordinary person no frills just hard-working and showing love were he went and taught us by his actions how to live and treat others. Only a few saw past the disguise.

In the end he will reveal who he is, will we be the ones getting the reward or the deadbeats that don’t.


“The Lord is not slack concerning his promise, as some men count slackness; but is longsuffering to us ward, not willing that any should perish, but that all should come to repentance.”

2 Peter 3:9






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When Ordinary becomes Exceptional

A brief definition of ordinary according to the dictionary is “Having no special ability, quality, or purpose.”

I know this might sound as if I have low self-esteem when I say that I have always thought of myself as ordinary but just stick with me for a moment. I am not what you call unattractive but defiantly not beautiful. I have always had a problem keeping weight on, no major muscle tone but still a small amount of muscle. I have average intelligence although on some days I question if perhaps its a little below. I can be crafty but nothing Pinterest worthy, I can sketch but nothing to sell and the list can go on.

For years this drove me nuts, I wanted to be the best.  I was the over achiever, I studied harder to get that 4.0 or when I ran I had to beat my own time. When I became a wife and mom I had to be and do everything.  I became almost obsessive you might say, that anything I did I wanted to go above and beyond almost to prove I was anything but ordinary. It’s no small wonder my husband left me, yes he had his demons but looking back how exhausting to live that way.

I continued that “I must be the best attitude” for so long and if I did not achieve being perfect I would bail or almost kill myself trying to do and be all things. I have hurt people I love with this way of living and burnt my candle out at both ends. I had to learn that ordinary does not equal failure.

“Those who dare to fail miserably can achieve greatly” John F Kennedy

True to perfectionist form I didn’t just fail but I did so miserably but I am so glad I did because now I can achieve greatly.

Isaiah 64:8 “Yet you, Lord are our father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are the work of you hand.

I may be an ordinary gray clay pot nothing to extravagant with design or color but I am exeptional, unique and so loved by my creator.






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Mothers Day

Growing up my dad gave of his time and money to make that day special for my mom. We would cook  give homemade gifts and cards plus with an older sister to boss or I should say “guide” us. Our celebrations should go down in record books.

Fast forward to mothers day 1993 it was coming fast I was excited because it was my first mothers day as a mom. I had visions of being doted on, showered with love oh the expectations were very high. The day came and went with not even a glance in my direction. I was hurt, mad and my thoughts had a lot of  colorful adjectives that I could use to describe my husband.

Mothers days came and went I never did get the celebration you see from Hollywood from my husband, he just didn’t have it in him but what I got as my children grew was better.

I would hear from my bedroom my daughter boss my son around as they would get breakfast so I could “sleep in” and eat in my bed with a had made card and gift. My breakfast in bed started out as cold cereal graduated to eggs with shells, so much protein. Then on to perfect looking and tasting breakfast that I could say come straight from a magazine. I look back missing those with egg shells.

Perfection or close to perfection is over rated. We can lose our self trying for it and trading our joy to never get it.

I have those wonderful memories but I can learn from them as well. I can give of my self to others not for perfection or anything in return. To be a servant like Jesus was, he was a perfect example.

Mark 10:45 “For even the Son of Man did not come to be served, but to serve, and to give his life as a ransom for many.”

Mothers day can be hard on some who no longer have their moms with them or they don’t have moms that they want to celebrate but what ever the case we can celebrate the joy of those women that give and enrich our life.


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I had the pleasure to work in my yard on Monday. I have always enjoyed working outside and felt so blessed to be able to be out side working. The weather couldn’t have been more beautiful.

I was enjoying the sound of the birds, the smell and feel of the soil with the sun on my shoulders I let out a sigh of happiness. I thought it just couldn’t get any better. I had no worries, life was as perfect as it could get. As I finished and looked with satisfaction on what I did, it got me thinking.

It is not in the absence of problems but instead while in the mist of the worst of what life can throw at you is when not worrying really matters.

Not giving in to worry during the worst of times. Understanding that it wont change a thing to worry so why take ownership of it. I reflect on scripture, meditate and mentally play catch with God. I label my baseball with my worry, I concentrate on my breath then I mentally see my self throwing it as if I am in right field and it needs to get to the pitcher mound. As soon as it leaves my hand I see it soaring and being caught by a large glove that is made to catch the biggest balls. As odd as this seems it not only helps but it makes life so much better and I am able to participate in my life without worry dragging me down.

I love the encouraging statement by Corrie ten Boom. Now she could have been given a hall pass to worry, in fact many are amazed by her strength as she was imprisoned by the Nazis during the Holocaust, talk about real problems.

“Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrow, it empties today of its strength.” Corrie ten Boom

“Casting all your care upon him; for he careth for you.”  1 Peter 5:7


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Hide and Seek

I loved playing hide and seek with my children when they were little. My son was the champ. He had a huge imagination, could fit in any place and this usually energetic louder than most children would become still and a mute. My daughter would get so mad that she couldn’t find him. She would call and call looking everyplace she could think of and still could not find him.

I must confess that I loved the fact that he would hide so well. I would take that time to have a much-needed break or yes even eat a cookie with out the fear of being found out.

After a very nice break I would join in the fun and look for my son . Most of the time I could find him with ease but on a few occasions I would need to call his name with a promise we would close our eyes if he would just come out. He then so stealthy would appear, sometimes I never did find out where he was.

How many times do we feel like we are playing hide and seek with God.

We walk around calling and calling out looking for him and getting mad and even sad because we can not find him. We keep up the search but still nothing. We know he must be there but in times of our valleys it is as God is someplace off hiding that can never be found. We feel alone and wonder why.

If only during this time we STOP our exhausting search, call out and be still. God will show himself. He will never leave us but we are the ones that walk around in search getting more upset and forgetting that He is with us all along.

The Bible is full of this frantic search from old to new testament so many examples of  people in their valleys and then God shows himself and comforts.

We just celebrated Easter and I am reminded of Thomas who gets a bum rap for not believing Jesus was alive. Thomas was overcome with grief and had to hear all others talk of seeing Jesus now that would have left me feeling left out, mad and perhaps wondering where Jesus was and why if he was alive he didn’t just come out and show himself.

In John 20:26 We see Thomas not searching but was still and in a room when Jesus came to him. Jesus knew what Thomas needed and showed up in a big way and gave it to him. I also found that in verse 28 it is the first time recorded that Jesus is addressed as “My Lord and my God” this was said by Thomas he realized what we all sometimes forget.

Next time you are feeling alone and thinking you need to keep searching just stop, breath and know God is there just ask him to show himself but the trick is to wait until he does.

“Seek ye the Lord while he may be found, call ye upon him while he is near:”

Isaiah 55:6



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Perfect Love

I remember the first time I felt my daughter move. I was so young just coming back from the doctor and siting on my bed in the sun thinking of how I didn’t plan for this pregnancy but I would do all I could to make sure the little one I carried would be healthy.

I was thinking more or less of the pregnancy as my duty and coming to terms with such a life changing event but almost on cue a soft movement so slightly it was just a flutter but enough to change my attitude from duty to love and how I would move heaven and earth to protect and keep this little one safe. I held my small but growing abdomen no longer basking in the sun but was shining with such love like I never felt before.

At that moment I was not thinking I love this little one for who they would be one day but simply, I just loved them.

Many of us have felt that overwhelming can’t put into words kind of love. To love someone not for who they are or will be but to simple love them. To love them in the here and now not the person they will become.

I believe that can’t even hold a candle to Gods love for us. As we celebrate this holy week and on Sunday Easter. I reflect on this simple concept that God just loves us for us not the people we will be one day if we try hard enough but that He just loves us.

We over think things but lets just keep it simple, we are loved just for us where we are at right now.

Romans 5:8  ” But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners Christ died for us.”



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Mi Recycle Blanket


I think we have all  heard of the company “TOMS”.  They are a company that saw a need and did something. I always had great respect for this business concept. With this in mind I have been making blankets out of recycled material giving them away and enjoying helping keep others warm.

I see all the hurting and cold people that seem to be forgotten. My heart was compelled to do something, so I came up with this idea of taking old sweaters that will end up in a landfill or a thrift store and refurbishing them into blankets that are sold. I sell one and give one away every time.

Instead of having sweaters just sit in the closet or storage because you don’t know what to do with them. I take the sweaters of you or your loved ones, whether out grow, out used or perhaps even of loved ones that pass away.

I make a blanket for you to keep in place of the sweaters clogging up your closet or I take the donated sweaters to make a blanket to give away.

My prices are fair and I enjoy doing this for you. Keep in mind at the same time I make a blanket out of your sweater I make one out of sweaters that have been donated so I can give them away to someone in need.

I ask you to think when you do your spring cleaning. If you have sweaters that you would like to donate or would like to pay me to turn them into a blanket keep me in mind not only does this clear out the clutter but will help someone less fortunate than you.

“Mi Recycled Blanket” is the name of my new business and no it is not miss spelled but its named after my grandson Milo who helped inspired me.

My moto for this business

“Give unto them beauty for ashes, The oil of joy for morning, The garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; That they may be called trees of righteousness,”

Isaiah 61: 3a








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What I Remembered From Playing “Pop the Pig”

This last weekend I had the pleasure of having my four year old grandson for three wonderful days. I had plotted and planed all sorts of activity in advanced making sure most of the time was spent outside hiking or picnicking just to name a few.

As I went to pick him up that Friday morning excited for or adventure to begin the weather had other ideas, we had wind,rain and a lot cooler temperature. So onto plan B, lots of indoor games and other rainy day activities and one of my grandson’s favorite game “Pop the Pig” was a round the clock fun.

If you have no idea what kind of game this is let me explain, You feed the Pig by rolling the die and picking the right color burger to put in the pigs mouth then press his head down to feed him. You do this while each time you watch the belly get bigger and if he pops open on your turn you win but in our case we changed it to loose.

Not to brag but my grandson doesn’t mind loosing, yes he likes to win but the excitement of watching this plastic pig’s belly get bigger and bigger not knowing if it will pop on your turn was almost to much for him. Full belly laughs with rolling around on the floor were in order because the excitement was just to much to take.

I so enjoyed just being with him and laughing at who or when this belly burst would happen. I enjoyed not having a action packed scheduled weekend.

I was reminded of the simple joy of just being. To just enjoy the moment for life will change and one day we all will have our life come to an end. You never know when that burst will happen but it will, so enjoy the time you have.

Psalm 39:4 (NIV)

 “Show me, Lord, my life’s end
    and the number of my days;
    let me know how fleeting my life is



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Curly Hair

To say that I have curly hair is an understatement. I have frizz and curl that would make an 80’s hairstylist green with envy. I  fully embraced that decade with gusto, I could spike to my little hearts content. I could just roll out of bed only using my fingers and my good old friend aquanet and be on my way feeling like I was looking good. Awe those were the days.

I look back on pictures of me growing up and see not one good picture, I had wild blond curls that bounced all over with huge blue eyes that look like they are full of sparkle and energy.  I looked almost spastic as I sit next to my very pretty so put together and calm sister, yes I was that family member. The one we all laugh at in pictures the one that have that look like they would jump out of the picture.

It is funny to look back on and my mom the sweet women that she is would always say that my hair suited me. For years I fought my curls and if I got tired of them off they went then I would grow them out and the fight would continue.

I still try and tame my curls but not with such vengeance,  some days I let the wild curl just be.  I am choosing to think of my curl  like in the movie Forest Gump when he says  “Mama always said life is like a box of chocolate you never know what your going to get” That is my hair,  I may never know what I will get from one day to the other. As I learn to keep that in mind the more I see my curl as beautiful and the more I see my curl as beautiful the more I see my self as beautiful. I had for so many years saw myself as that spastic girl that couldn’t be tamed and how that was not a good thing. I have for years let hurt of my past identify me as not good enough. I let the toxic thoughts steal my joy and take away so much.

Just like my curl, the pain in my past and all the parts of me that make me are who I am.

I  embrace all those parts and the parts that are just to painful I give to God who can bring healing and beauty, I like to think that God is my curl serum.  When curl serum is used it takes the frizz to beautiful soft curly hair.

Psalm 147:3 “He heals the broken and binds up their wounds.”