I stuffed my purse full of Kleenex because I knew Angie Smith would be speaking. God knew I’d catch a cold and be carrying around an entire box of Kleenex before the conference was over. I was looking forward to the weekend as a time of refreshment and renewal. God had already given Angie the…
Maybe I’m prejudiced because my dad raised lambs and my mom collected sheep décor and figurines. But I don’t think children’s book illustrations get much cuter than DaySpring’s “Really Woolly” pictures. The new Really Woolly Bedtime Bible Promises, published by Tommy Nelson, is no exception. Filled with rhyming promises and reminders from “You Are Forgiven”…
Who died, but came alive again? Who came to rescue you and win? Who came to make all things brand new Who did it all for love of you? Sing and dance and leap and run His name is Jesus, little one. -“Jesus is Alive” on Big Stories for Little Ones by Rain for Roots…
My cousin Lindy asked me for some blogging tips in anticipation of trying to keep all of us up-to-date on her time overseas as a nanny. So here are a few tips for Lindy—and for the rest of you who are just blogging for the fun of it, blogging to keep Grandma in the loop….
That second I realize I’m going to have to stretch to reach it and every muscle tightens in anticipation rather than relaxing to bend and extend. That moment I realize I’m going to be stretched beyond my comfortable status quo and everything within me is taut with fear. That is when I realize I can…
There are days when I can’t even connect the dots of my own feelings enough to know what I’d say if I had the words. The only phrases I can string together come from sad mad Country songs and I wonder if songwriters are always in a state of emotional conflict. Other days the sun…
As a smaller blogger, unsure of my niche and how to bill myself, branding was a big, intimidating obligation, kind of like meeting prospective in-laws for the first time. (Can we just get this over with?) Much of the advice I read seemed to apply to people who could already define themselves and what they…
Sometimes I open up a new post and start typing but realize I don’t really know what I’m trying to say. So I click the “x” and write another post on another topic, because there are plenty of things I can write without needing to listen. But that blank post? It’s still in my head. …
As I worked on my own personal (re)branding, I studied the profiles of fellow bloggers and the social media experts I respect… And I took note of the consistencies and inconsistencies alike.
Platform: Get Noticed in a Noisy World is a fabulous tool for anyone who is in business or social media. (And really, can you be in business without being in social media these days?) It’s aptly called “a step-by-step guide for anyone with something to say or sell”. The first section, on creating a wow…
Give me the wisdom to forego the tyranny of the urgent that I might not forsake the eternal that is here and now.
“Our night lite is orange! Our night light is orange!” The door-opening and loud exclamations sometimes seem to negate the whole idea of “sleeping in”, but at least they’re getting the idea. We used to be greeted by “Ready brek-uss! Ready brek-uss!” at about 6:25 each morning. An announcement from a 2-year-old’s lips which was…
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