by Melinda | Apr 11, 2023 | Do the Right Thing, Free Indeed, Get Real, Obedience, Uncategorized
“To think I wasn’t even allowed to watch Three’s Company.” That’s the first thing that came to mind when I saw a video, last week, of some school children (the same ages as two of my grandchildren) in the Netherlands. They sat on a stage,...
by Melinda | Mar 25, 2016 | Free Indeed, Life on the Rock, Living the God Life, Uncategorized
Lilli’s lip was busted up the other night, akin to something that would’ve come out of a heavy-weight ring. Tender skin against a tooth at just the right angle to cause trauma and swelling. Accusations were made against a rowdy younger brother, and...
by Melinda | Feb 29, 2016 | Dream Scape, Eyes Wide Open, Free Indeed, He Knows Me, He's Bigger than Me, Hope, Life Abundant, Life on the Rock, Uncategorized
As I have well-documented, Brody is obsessed with Toy Story. We discovered that there are some Toy Story short films available now, beyond the full-length movies, and one of them is Toy Story That Time Forgot. It mainly focuses on Trixie and Rex, the two...
by Melinda | Feb 10, 2016 | Eyes Wide Open, Fear, Free Indeed, Love Free
During my drive back and forth to Emmie’s to watch the kids, I listen to a lot of audio books. Words float on the air, in and out of my head like much of those spoken in life. However, now and then a group of words come together to beg me sit up straight,...
by Melinda | Jan 19, 2016 | Free Indeed, Get Real, He Knows Me, Healing Hearts, Self Help, Thankfulness, The Great Uncomfortable, Truth
Brody was asleep, and because Lilli was off school on Monday, the two of us spent his naptime hours together. We brought down some games from upstairs and jumped in with gusto. Girlfriend LOVES games. Toward the end of his naptime, and of the last game, she...
by Melinda | Jan 4, 2016 | Christmas, Free Indeed, Get Real, Healing Hearts, Heart talk, Home on the Range, Life Abundant, Living Low
I have purging on the brain. I can think of nothing else, really, and feel almost like an expectant mother in the throes of nesting, such is my urgency. Every cabinet, every drawer, seemingly threatens to spill its contents at my feet upon every opening. I feel...
