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Mom’s Jewelry Box

This weekend I spent a long time picking through my mother’s jewelry and it grieved me that it was piles upon piles of cheap costume jewelry. Not much of it is things I like, but I smiled remembering how much she loved to buy and wear big, shiny earrings and...

I am the Clay

Isaiah 45 was today’s passage and this is one of my favorite verses because I couldn’t fully convey the number of times I have argued with God about the way he made me. It says: Does a clay pot dare argue with its maker, a pot that is like all the others?...
To Write Love On Her Arm

To Write Love On Her Arm

Tonight I joined thousands of people across the world who are writing love on the arms of people who desperately need to know, deep down, that they are loved. Last night my husband wrote LOVE on my arm and tonight we drove across the county to write LOVE on my nieces...

To the women in my life…

You are so beautiful. I know it’s exciting to become a beautiful, busty, curvy woman. People think you are beautiful and admire you. Our bodies are treasures from above and when we show our treasures to everyone it’s like giving diamonds or pearls to a...

How Much Sadness Can a Person Swallow?

Tonight I’m thinking of my mom. Most of the time my brain is too busy to spend time thinking about her but it’s 3:30 am and I can’t sleep. It’s rare for me not to sleep. I’d probably write a lot more if I slept less. My husband warded off...