I was driving down the road asking God to forgive me. You see, it was summer time and my schedule was swamped. Actually my schedule had been out of control for quite sometime, but I didn’t know how to put the brakes on. As the summer ended the year before, I realized that I am so blessed to live 25… Read More
how to live hopeful when your life feels as frozen as January — lessons from my pansies
He warned me, but I was hopeful that my January would be the same as any other — warm and sunny. Yes, that weatherman said it would snow and that I should prepare the pets, plants, and people. But I rebelled — it’s south Texas. You know, it never snows here and I wasn’t going to over-react to this forecast… Read More
Christmas Eve — a day filled with such anticipation and wonder
How many times have you and I heard it — how many more days until Christmas? how much longer? will Christmas morning ever be here? Those questioning sentences rolled off the tongues of my children over and over for years. The anticipation of Christmas morning seemed so far off. The waiting seemed endless as they counted down. Their high hopes… Read More
This advent — the anticipation and coming of snow and the newborn King
They predicted it. The weatherman announced that snow would fall on south Texas soil by midnight. But would that become true, we wondered? These skies had not seen ice falling in 13 years. The announcement of the coming of snow left the city waiting in anticipation. We sat by windows and doors in wonder and expectation. When would the forecasted… Read More
remembering that god gives you the desires of your heart
A friend whispered as she handed me a gift that I had jokingly coveted for a year, “Alene, God knows the desires of your heart.” I knew He did or rather I knew the scripture that I had long ago memorized. Delight yourself in the Lord, and he will give you the desires of your heart. Psalm 37:4 Why do I… Read More
the island of misfit toys, misfit souls and the misfit king.
I wake up and grab my coffee, but the morning is gloomy and life just doesn’t seem to make sense. I rub my eyes all to viciously for this aging skin of mine and yet nothing comes to focus. Some strange voice tries to convince me that I’m a square peg trying to fit into the ever illusive round hole. Then… Read More