Mothers are a wonder. They’re a work in progress like the rest of humanity, but they’re a wonder nonetheless. Have you ever watched them with their families? I don’t mean in a creepy, call the cops and get a restraining order kind of way; I mean a casual observance. It’s one of my favorite things to do. I like people watching, but there’s something about seeing a mother be a mother that’s stirring. Continue reading “Get Her a Cape”
As I watch the Olympics (my favorite competition to watch, possibly ever) and have my first cup of coffee at 7 PM (I stayed away from coffee for 4 days, I’m due), I’m going to write something that’s been on my heart.
Sunday is just about the only morning of the week my bathroom counter is graced with my meager makeup offerings. It’s one of the few days I’ll be around a large group of people at once. Today they were spread on the counter too, but I had to make an attempt to improve my driver’s license picture; picture taking is an exception. Sunday is also one of the few days I make an attempt to dress up. Of course dressing up means pairing a dress shirt with my everyday shorts, but still.
As I was doing my makeup and picking my outfit for church, I started thinking about the impression I’m leaving on others around me; about how much (or little) I’m a witness to anyone. Do I conform to my surroundings, or do I stand on my faith? Am I a light, or do I blend with the dark? Continue reading “It’s Time”
I have been thinking a lot about Asklepion this past week. In my defense, we had a great message about it in church last Sunday.
Asklepion was the “healing” center in Pergamum. Pergamum was the city that held the “seat of satan,” and one of the churches that John wrote to in the book of Revelations. I’m not going to go into detail about Pergamum, but there was a concept that hit me.
(for some more info on Pergamum and Asklepion here is a great article on CBN’s site.) Continue reading “Death is not permitted here.”