Can you remember the endless hours of homework, writing new spelling words in preparation for the weekly Friday spelling test? Perhaps your teacher told you, as mine did me, “It’s not enough to know how to spell a word. You need to be able to properly use it in a sentence and it’s yours forever!” Somehow, the practice of learning new words has stuck with me, as every day I receive an email from Word Genius which provides the…
My face could be on the book covers of children’s books like, The Worry Warts and Wilma Jean the Worry Machine. Often, like the main character in the picture book, Wemberly Worried, I worry about small things and big things. It is not easy to be cured of my worry warts!
Part of the struggle is that the world suggests remedies for worry warts that are ineffective. For example, I recently read an article about what to say to a student “suffering from anxiety” (suffering is not an overstatement if…
Who of us, at one time or another, has not experienced the pain of a promise broken only to remind the promise maker, who has become the promise breaker, “But you promised and we even pinky swore”? And who of us, at one time or another, has not played both roles-the one who made the promise and the one who broke the promise?
Promise Day, which typically falls on February 11th, is one of the days celebrated during Valentine’s Week. On this day, parents, friends, and especially couples, make promises…
29 Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. 30 But even the hairs of your head are all numbered. 31 Fear not, therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows.
Matthew 10: 29-31 (ESV)
It is no secret, to those who know me fairly well, that I love the lights of the Christmas season. Imagine my delight while walking the grounds of Longwood Gardens recently where more than 500,000 lights adorn outdoor and indoor trees. Each step and turn along the garden pathways led to another breathtaking, creative display…
Last week, we looked at the power of one word. With the word “Daughter”, Jesus restored status and hope to one who had been cast aside and was hopeless. Today, we will try and grasp the power and magnitude of two words. These two words are simple and yet, we find what they command us to do almost impossible.
When we left the scene in Luke 8, the woman who grasped the robe of Jesus had been immediately healed. But the story started with a man – Jarius, who was an important…
Have you ever been star struck? You know that feeling you get when you have a chance to be face to face with a favorite author or hero or artist? Even though you don’t know them personally, they have through words or actions influenced you in a way that changed your life forever.
It happened to me several years ago when I was invited to a very small gathering to meet and hear Kay Arthur from Precepts International. I was completely overwhelmed with the thought of…
During the holidays, I had the chance at a family gathering to use a “real” camera. Remember the kind you hold up to your eye and turn the lens to focus? As I was getting ready to take the picture, I heard myself say, “Hold on a second. Be still while I focus.”
Be still while I focus.
To focus, I had to be still, too.
A few months ago, I posted a blog outlining a new technique I was using to focus in the mornings during my quiet time with the Lord….
Christmas already? How can it already be the last weekend before Christmas? Wasn’t it just yesterday we were watching the Macy’s Thanksgiving Parade?
Here in America, the Christmas season is offically “kicked off” by the annual Macy’s parade. For the last 87 years the Emmy award winning tradition (there are Emmys for parades? Who knew?) has been seen by 3.5 million people in New York City and an additional 50 million via satellite and cable television. The floats and bands are always exciting but the part of the parade people anticipate…
Today’s blog will be part reflection, part confession, part prayer request and quite frankly will be a peek into a very personal part of my (Cammy’s) world. See, I’ve been journaling my thoughts and prayers for years. Never did I think anyone would read what I was writing. I certainly didn’t imagine books would bear my name or a weekly blog would exist where I try to encourage people I don’t even know! Once these blogs are posted, they become sort of a “public record” of my spiritual progress….