Fireworks are exploding over my North Texas town right now. This is one of my favorite holidays, but I skipped it this year. Oh, I had to work some, but the real work I did was on my heart. I let it heal. Sometimes it takes a long moment. My long moment lasted 8 years.… Continue reading Wait Lifting #6: What Are You Waiting For?
I was purging old stuff in the garage this morning. I don't even want to tell you what ALL I found. But I came across something that got me thinking. I came across old Glamour Shots pics of myself from 1995. That was the year I got married. I looked at my pic for a… Continue reading Glamour Shots
I love you ladies. All of you. I applaud you and so enjoy watching you become women who love God.
Early Christmas Morning It's 3:14am as I begin writing. You may ask: "Why on earth are you writing at this hour, Melissa?" It's the best reason, but if I fall asleep making the ham and Keto-friendly green-bean casserole tomorrow, this is why: My 11-year-old son rushed to bed last night after carefully putting out cookies… Continue reading 3:14am Christmas Morning – 2018
Has your life ever come to an end punctuation that you weren't quite expecting? Haven't you been so sure of one thing, only to, at the turn of a phrase, been suddenly unsure, and ended your sentence with a question mark instead of an exclamation point?! (Okay - that's the word nerd in me.) More… Continue reading When the Unexpected Happens
Good evening. It's been a while since I've put my thoughts to paper. Tonight has me feeling reflective. So I thought I'd write til my thoughts are exhausted. I pray you are well, wherever you are. This was the kind of week that had no breaks. None. Every day was long. Tuesday I spent almost… Continue reading My Thoughts on Raising Kids After Divorce
A new dad waiting for his first baby to be born understands the value of a minute. A new dad hearing that baby's first cry understands the value of a moment. Lately I've been pondering the difference between minutes and moments. I don't know about at your house, but at my house we seem to… Continue reading Minutes or Moments?
If heaven has a front porch, Grandma's probably on it shelling peas and waiting for her sweet baby girl so we can sit and bask in the newborn sun.