Who ME?

Who am I that the God of all creation would care about me? Who am I that He would love me? I am nothing. I am just a speck in the universe on a small blue planet, but I am so much more…..the Bible tells me so….

• I am a child of God. (John 1:12).

• I have been justified and redeemed. (Romans 3:24).

• I will not be condemned by God.  (Romans 8:1).

• As a child of God.  (Romans 8:17).

• I have been called to be a saint.  (1 Corinthians 1:2). (See also Ephesians 1:1, Philippians 1:1, and Colossians 1:2.)

• My body is a temple of the Holy Spirit who dwells in me.  (1 Corinthians 6:19)

• I have been set free in Christ.  (Galatians 5:1).

• I have been blessed with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places. (Ephesians 1:3).

• I am chosen, holy, and blameless before God. (Ephesians 1:4).

• I am redeemed and forgiven by the grace of Christ.  (Ephesians 1:7).

• I have been chosen of God, and I am holy and beloved. (Colossians 3:12)  (See also 1 Thessalonians 1:4).

Who me?

Not Here

I was looking at the books that are coming out over the next month and it struck me that a lot of the fiction books are either mystery, the who done it kind or fantasy. Why is it that as a society we are trying, the only way we know how to escape and check out of reality? It isn’t just books its movies, television and social media too.

We do not want to live in our reality. We focus on the shiny little box in our hand. We read books that are about imaginary lives and we watch movies about fantastical creatures and places. We do all that we can to escape our lives. We do what we must but then we fade out to some place else. We spend less time face to face with life and more time focusing on the what if. What is the draw that keeps us going back to that sort of thing? What makes us want to live through the characters of a good fantasy book or movie? What causes us to pick up our phone and read the fabricated lives of people who say they are our friends on social media?

I think the answer is a simple one, it is who we are. It is hard-wired into our brains that we come from better. That our source of life force is not of this reality. We long for that other place. The place that will fill us with the feeling of home. We struggle day by day to create that atmosphere of adventure. We filling that empty longing with fantasy that only satisfies for a minute then we are on to the next thing to satisfy that curiosity of looking for our home, where we belong, our place that makes sense. We justify it as participating in the norm of life.  This is the thing to do. We may try to abstain for a bit, but find that the pull is too hard to fight. We have to pick up the phone to see who posted what, we have to watch that popular movie or show and we must read that next best-selling fantasy novel.

We want what we do not have on earth, we want to be in the presence of something  grand, exciting, adventurous. We need to fill that desire for the other world out there. We need to live that fantastical life through that character, whether it be in a book, movie or someone who appears to be living the perfect life on the social surface.

Jesus said, ““My kingdom is not from this world.” (John 18:36). As children of God, we can’t feel satisfied here. We will not feel that complete rightness of place until we are home in the presence of God. Each of us have to live our journey to that place. We can’t dictate the path of others, but travel along with them to reach home. We can’t help longing for what we do not have, looking for adventure around the next corner, or wishing it was us who had that great life. We want to be home. We are aliens from a strange land and we want to go be with Him. We want God to save us from this and take us to where He is. We miss home.

We can search and search but we will not find it here. It isn’t here.



Pig’s Can’t Swim: A Memoir by Helen Peppe

This is a book that took the personal courage of the writer to pen. She tells of her childhood through her eyes growing up on a farm and the daily struggles of being the youngest child in a family of nine. Her descriptions of life in rural Maine include stories of sibling rivalries, exhausted parents, and poverty.  Interspersed with the human stories she relates her interactions with the animals she loved who lived on the farm. Many of her animal friends often found their way to the family dinner table and that caused a constant source of pain to young Helen. She did her best to valiantly, live a vegetarian life, causing friction against her parents normal lifestyle of slaughter and survival. 

Peppe was at times funny when describing her older sisters’ antics with drinking, boys and other rebelling teenage behavior. At other times I found myself crying at her innocent view of the horrors of sexual abuse. Peppe also conveys the relationships between extended family in ways that we can all relate too. Who don’t have that crazy aunt or uncle?Throughout the story she never calls names of her family – there is “the hair-twirling pretty sister” and the “brother-I-barely-knew”. Then there is her mother who constantly belittles her and a father who allows a hanger-on (the “bullshit-artist-ass”)to stay and harass the family.

The story shines light on many of the normal things that happen in families that are never spoken of or dealt with by many adult children who have to endure a troublesome childhood.

What we Carry

I had the contents of my purse laid out all over my table looking something like this….10368722_10202005982780355_684070274_o

As I was organizing and sorting through it, off in the far reaches of my mind, I hear a voice that says “You really don’t need to carry a book, iPad, calendar book, notebooks and a pens everywhere you go.” I was certain that it was a voice of evil because God knows me better than that. I can’t leave one thing at home. I am reading a library book so if I have a few minutes anywhere shape or space I will pick it up and read. I may need to consult my calendar if I run in to a friend who wants to meet next week for lunch or drinks. I keep a notebook for writing urges. I just never know when they might hit or when I may be overwhelmed by inspiration to write some thing I see or hear. I carry my iPad for email and staying connected to family. (Yes I have an iPhone…same reason.)  I know, I know.  I hear all the techies out there, an iPad will do all those other things too. I am just not ready to trust some electronic gadget to manage my life. When Siri asks what she can do for me, I have visions of Hal from that old movie.(Just think about that a minute Dave.) Besides, library books are not all ebooks yet. It is just easier for me to grab the old pen and paper.  I also have the normal girly things in my purse hairbrush, lipstick, eye-glass cleaner. I can’t stand to get a smudge on my glasses.

I reasoned through all the excuses as to why I must keep this or that, I am shocked at how much I really do carry that I don’t use everyday. Then I have to convince myself that if I leave it at home and I do need it, that it is going to be ok. It is just easier on my obsessive, what if I need it thinking to throw it in there.  I will make it through the day if I don’t have that OTC meds and I get a headache that almost never happens any more. I will survive if I don’t have that hairbrush since I do have one in my desk drawer at work and in my car. I seldom use most of what I carry around and my purse carrying arm is very tired.

We carry so many unnecessary things that we will never use. What about that guilt for not helping that friend who called? The Sadness for punishing a child a little to harshly? Or the heartbreak of the one who got away? We continue to carry these things that we will never need and that do nothing but weigh us down. These things prevent the joy, love and other really needed things from entering in when they should.

Letting go is the best thing we can do for our heavy lives. We need to let go of all the talk that we tell ourselves that is so not true. We need to empty our lives of things that we do not need. We need to stop carrying the junk.We will feel lighter and happier. Then we can start accomplishing what we were made to do. Plus, I am sure my purse arm will feel better too.




Glitter and Glue: A Memoir by Kelly Corrigan

Amazingly sparkly! Kelly Corrigan takes us into her thought process about her mother as she embarks on the journey that is the bridge between college and adult normal life. She is like most of us in our twenties, is searching for the adventure and excitement of leaving home.

Her trip takes her to places that are new and to emotional depths that are challenging. She shares with the reader her thoughts of her mother revealing the struggle that some girls feel when they see their mother in their actions and hear their mother’s voice in their words.

Kelly takes a job as a nanny and She suddenly realized what it takes to become a parent and how much work it is, mentally and physically, to be a mother. As she got to know the children in her care she began to appreciate all her mother had done for her and to understand why her mom did certain things that Kelly did not understand when she lived at home.

This books is an easy read that takes your through emotions that often mothers and daughters do not talk about. It breaks the assumptions that are formed around mother daughter relationships and brings out the challenges in the open for all to see.



Times are Changing

I have been puttering along in a certain direction for a long time. I have come to the end of a long journey that resulted in a new career, an education and it changed my life.  Now I am looking here to make some changes. Over the next week or so this site will undergo some radical changes, mostly in appearance, but the content will change too. The subject matter will still revolve around my core beliefs. I will not water down or distort truth. I will not change my focus of the message, that of the gospel and the love of God. What I want to do is bring more real life to this blog.  As it sits, it is stagnant and not growing. I state on my “About” page that  “this web site is an ongoing often changing project”, and it is long over due for a change.

To be effective members of the body of Christ we must grow in our faith and in our lives. The Bible talks about baby Christians (1 Corinthians, chapter 3) who live on milk and who are growing in their faith. We can not stay babies forever. We have to grow and learn.

In the near future, I look to combine several parts of my life in a more cohesive and manageable platform. I want to fuse my love of God, my bookish obsession and my mission in one place.  Right now they are scattered across many projects, my goal is to simplify.

I invite you to stay and journey along with me. Some of you have been with me from the beginning, some not as long, and I thank you for your time, encouragement and feedback. The changes that are coming  will be worth the ride, I can promise you that. I have done this before,changed layouts font color, but not on the extreme that you will see this time. I figure  if I give you this heads up maybe you will stay with me.  If you have suggestions, ideas and advice, please feel free to contact me. I am always open to hear from readers.

Happy Reading and stay tuned!