Gretchen Louise

race

It’s a race.  We’re to run with perseverance.  And that might mean throwing off everything that hinders us. We’re to run in such a way as to finish the race.  And that might mean strict training. We’re to run a good race.  And that means not letting anyone cut in and get us off course….

It’s Not About You

It’s Not About You

Social media is not about you—it’s about the people you are following and the people following you.  There is no “currency” in social media: it’s all about relationships. Don’t forget the Golden Rule, but don’t promote just to be promoted, either.  Having an others-first mentality is the only way to use social media. Reply, Retweet,…

Find Your Tribe

Social media is not about numbers.  It’s not about how many followers you have or how many likes you get.  Social media is about the relationships you’re building.  And if you’re looking to go deep, not wide, in your social media relationships, it’s essential to find your tribe. Your tribe is made up of more…

welcome

They talk on the radio of “domestic tranquility” and I laugh.  There’s not much tranquil around here unless the children are in bed.  I try to pick up, spruce up, do the dishes up, but often, despite my best race-around-as-soon-as-naptime-is-over efforts, I welcome him home to a very messy, crazy, noisy house.  I hand him…

if you love me…

I ask her to pick up her room and she does anything but. She runs in from outside, fist full of flowers, “I picked this bouquet for you, Mommy!” “They’re beautiful, honey, but aren’t you supposed to be picking up your room?” She comes from the school table, “I drew all my letters!” “Good job,…

Proof Your Posts

Proof Your Posts

It might be tempting to write off-the-cuff posts on social media networks without regard to proper spelling or punctuation, but when you do, please remember that they are a part of the whole of your online presence.  If you are committed to serving others online, you will serve with excellence, no matter the venue. A…

grasp

I keep trying to do and to be more and more. But I feel like I’m sinking, deeper and deeper. I reach for something else, holding on for dear life, hoping it will be the thing to keep me afloat, to lift me out of this mire. Yet its weight only pulls me deeper.  But…

clotheslines

clotheslines

I love hanging laundry up on a line to dry. For the extra time it might take, standing out there in the open air, feeling the breeze on your face and hearing the birds sing is definitely worth it in my book! Besides, can anything beat the fresh smell of line-dried laundry? –Chantel Brankshire in…

The End.

The End.