Imagine the following conversation: Parent: Son (or daughter), it’s time to clean your room. Child: Are you sure? I mean, my room is kind of big and there’s a LOT of stuff in there. What if I can’t do it? Parent: You have everything you need to be able to clean your room. I believe… Continue reading Clean Your Room
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The American Dream
What is the American Dream? White picket fences. A house. That white picket fence would look awfully silly without one, don’t you think? A 2-car…no, make that 3-car garage. Better yet, a 4-car garage with 2 cars, a boat, and a workshop. 2.5 kids. And a dog. Maybe even a cat, and a goldfish to… Continue reading The American Dream
Bring Me To Life
For some reason, I was particularly excited about Easter this year. Yes, it was my birthday too, but it was more than that. There was a sense of anticipation, of expectancy. God was preparing to do something in my heart that morning. Worship was great. It was loud and celebratory. We sang and danced and… Continue reading Bring Me To Life
Threads of Gratitude: Birthday “Suit” Edition
Wait…that didn’t come out quite right. *sigh* Regardless, it’s Thursday, and it’s time for some gratitude. And in honor of my 12th anniversary of my 29th birthday, I’m going to offer up 41 reasons I’m grateful. DEBILY’S TOP 41: I’M GRATEFUL…. for another year to celebrate life, even if I am officially over the hill. … Continue reading Threads of Gratitude: Birthday “Suit” Edition
It’s Only Friday…
Good Friday. A day of pleading. A day of betrayal. A day of injustice. A day of torment. A day of denial. A day of mockery. A day of hurt. A day of sorrow. A day of ignorance. A day of evil. A day of shame. A day of wrath. A day of anger. A… Continue reading It’s Only Friday…
Threads of Gratitude: White Linen Cloths Edition
Sin is dirty. Ugly. Staining. A bloody smear across a canvas of white. Sin is shameful. Wretched. Filthy. Exposing my nakedness to a mocking, unforgiving world. Heaping guilt upon guilt for all the times I have failed, fallen, given in. Sin is constantly reminding. Accusing. Judging. A cruel tormentor to my burdened soul. Amidst all… Continue reading Threads of Gratitude: White Linen Cloths Edition
Threads of Gratitude: Canvas Stretcher Edition
Last week, I had the opportunity to go to the Nasher Sculpture Garden with my mom and my children. I’ll let that sink in for a minute: I went to an art museum. Willingly. And dare I say I even enjoyed it? And this time I managed NOT to ask questions like “These are all… Continue reading Threads of Gratitude: Canvas Stretcher Edition
Threads of Gratitude: Spring Break T-Shirt Edition
It’s Thursday…and that means it’s time for some gratitude! (For those of you new to the blog, or who have forgotten because it’s been so long since I’ve done this, you can read the story of my threads of gratitude here.) This week we enjoyed Spring Break, and this year I decided to make it… Continue reading Threads of Gratitude: Spring Break T-Shirt Edition
Lessons on Forgiveness
Oh boy, did I ever blow it. Totally screwed up. Messed up big time. In a word: FAIL. And I’m completely sick over it. Tied up in knots. Lump-in-the-throat and tears-in-the-eyes. Usually, the admitting part is not difficult for me. I make mistakes constantly. All. The. Time. I’m forever forgetting things, mixing dates and times… Continue reading Lessons on Forgiveness
Back in the Saddle
She posts! And there is an audible *thunk* from the jaws of my few beloved faithful readers hitting the floor. Yes, it’s been awhile. For most of the past year, I have made a valiant attempt to keep the content on this blog somewhat current. I even had the best of intentions at the beginning… Continue reading Back in the Saddle