When Suck it Up Buttercup Isn’t the Answer
I consumed large amounts of water in the days leading up to our recent skip trip to Crested Butte, Colorado, but alas, I still found myself with an extreme case of altitude sickness. Please don’t hear that as I got a tad queasy. This wasn’t that. This was an evil experience. As I said to my beloved once I could speak again, “Are you saying
He Gives More Grace
It’s been weeks since my daughter dropped a huge ceramic dish on her right foot, nearly severing the tendon of her big toe. The painful accident led to an emergency room visit with four-year-old Connor in tow, who was quite put out the entire time because she inadvertently left his afternoon popcorn in the microwave. For shame. The trip included multiple stiches and shots to
Jessica Robertson visits All Things Southern
Several weeks ago now I had Jep and Jessica Robertson, stars of the hit A&E reality show Duck Dynasty in the ATS LIVE studio with me to talk about their book, The Good, The Bad, and The Grace of God. I so enjoyed their visit and the message of this book stayed with me long after I read it. It's why I circled back and
To Retain the Joy, Revel in the Grace
Lately, I'm finding myself fielding an increasing number of questions on the subject of writing. Most are reasonable inquiries on contacting an agent and finding a publisher. And then the others, those who want to know how quickly they can expect to make the big bucks. I consider these humor relief. This writer has been in the business for over a decade now and the
Avert Your Gaze and Look Away to Jesus
The beautiful young Hispanic boy behind the expressive dark brown eyes and gentle smile holds a special place in many hearts, including mine. His name is Landon, he's twelve years old, and he's my godson. When Landon was five years old, he was diagnosed with Asperger, a highly functioning form of autism. He also deals with Obsessive/Compulsive Disorder, or OCD. Obsessive/Compulsive Disorder is characterized by uncontrollable,
Grace to Behave
When we were growing up on the end of Bull Run Road, my sisters and I spent many a Saturday accompanying Mama to Tallulah, LA to buy groceries and supplies for the coming week, mostly against our will. We would've preferred running hog wild in the fields that surrounded our house or playing Chase Don't Touch the Ground on the farm equipment under Papa's shed.
The Tale of Mrs. Forgetful and Doctor Do Right
I have a poor track record where taking medicine is concerned. It's a personal failing that should in no way be laid at the feet of the medical community. Many a good doctor has tried to reform me, bless their collective hearts, with little success. Before we go any further, let it be noted that there have been at least two exceptions to this rule.
Riding Coat Tails and Red Letter Days
For someone who loves stories, family, history, and worshipping Jesus with like-minded believers, it was a red letter day! I got to travel back in time once again, to that small country church I've told y'all about, where five generations of my family members before me have worshipped. Only this time my son and his family were with us, so you can make that seven! If
A Tale Worth Tattling
From my earliest childhood memories I heard it said that no one likes a tattletale. And from my earliest childhood memories I noted that this warning did little to dissuade my peers and I from doing the telling, especially if we had the goods on an enemy. I also noticed that adults were exempt from the label. They were never tattling. They were well-meaning informants doing
Fully Accepted and Always Welcome
Have you seen that commercial about the monk trying to be in perfect harmony with nature? It's an oldie that always makes me smile in a "I remember that" sort of way. Oh, not the part where he turns over that sweet turtle that's trapped on its back, although I would definitely do that! And not the part where he scoops up a spider indoors and