A Thursday Goal Worth Shooting For

A couple of things have been weighing heavy on me this week. I feel like a broken record with that lately. And I’m truly doing my best mostly to stay hopeful, positive & lighthearted. My soul is a bit down-cast with it all. But I am thankful for reminders from people that care to keep …

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All For Our Good

A lot of what I’ve been through has definitely made me stronger. And there are many of my stories that make those I share them with cringe – that I feel nothing anymore when telling. They are just memories now. No real emotion associated. That was not always the case. I call it victory & …

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Lamp To My Feet & Light To My Path

“Do you know what it is to have a text leap out of the Scriptures upon you, and carry you away? This special energy and flash of truth is always memorable. How often have the waves of this sea of truth been phosphorescent before my eyes—a sea of glass mingled with fire, of which the …

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Confession Time On Trying To Cope & Desperately Needing God

Confession time. I am struggling under a burden recently I’ve been attempting to carry pretty much alone. I mean, I’ve been praying - yes, but I’ve also kept my eyes more on the circumstance than on God. And that is not faith. And He, regardless, has been faith-full to put article & video or post …

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Defeats, Donkeys, Wells & The Way Out

Today I encourage y'all to to accept any defeats with your head up & your eyes ahead. With the grace of a woman or the solid strength of a man, not the grief of a child. And to allow God to heal the wounds of your past - your childhood. Do not live there & …

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Ramblings On Memories & Stumblings & Rescue

I waited my whole life to hear the words my Dad finally said to me the night he passed away. “You are so beautiful Bonnie. I love you & I’m proud of you.” I was 25. Today I’m nearly 48 & that memory makes me spill over with giant crocodile tears like it just happened. …

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