by Melinda | Mar 23, 2016 | All in the Family, Hard Times, He's Bigger than Me, Hope, Living the God Life, Uncategorized
I’ve been quiet for a while, and that’s been on purpose. For one, I needed a break from social media and the screaming voices of political madness so I could clear my head, and two, it was an incredibly busy week. We had the little man’s 3rd birthday...
by Melinda | Jan 26, 2016 | Disappointment, Grief, Hard Times, Heart talk, Hope, Life on the Rock, Obedience, Prayer, Thankfulness, Trust and Obey, Under His Wings
Sometimes you pray, and pray, and pray, and then you pray some more. You throw yourself down, face to the carpet, begging God for the deepest desire of your heart, crying what seem like tears of blood into the fibers that brush your face. You ask others to pray...
by Melinda | Jan 17, 2016 | Grief, Hard Times, He Knows Me, Healing Hearts, His Words, Hope
This week, I heard the news that a friend had lost her husband of only a year to a tragic, almost impossible-sounding accident. I don’t know her well, but I do know that this relationship was one that had helped to restore some of her broken places, one...
by Melinda | Jan 7, 2016 | Fear, Get Real, Hard Times, He's Bigger than Me, Living the God Life, Lover of My Soul, Mimmie's Heart, Motherhood
I’d like to take this opportunity to discuss something that is not often the topic of conversation, but must be mentioned from time to time. Poop. Yes, I really just wrote that. And, like I said, it’s not typically a hot topic at dinner parties...
by Melinda | Dec 29, 2015 | All Together Now, Hard Times, He Knows Me, He's Bigger than Me, Healing Hearts, Hope, Listen and Learn, Lover of My Soul, The Great Uncomfortable, Trust, Uncategorized, Under His Wings, Working Out Faith
The kiddos have been battling either allergies, or the crud, seemingly since school began in the fall. Really, we all have, despite our best efforts to essential-oil ourselves up, eat right, drink raw apple cider wonder potions, or, most of all, keep our...
by Melinda | Aug 28, 2015 | All in the Family, Get Real, Hard Times, Hope
Fifty-two years ago on this day, I took in my first lung-full of earth’s atmosphere and awarded all those in attendance with a hearty bellow. Or so I assume. Today, though, when I took my first conscious breath of air and wiped the sleep from my eyes, I...
