Recipe for a Happy Life
As I was looking for a recipe for Gingerdoodle Cookies, I saw a “Recipe for a Happy Life” by an anonymous writer:
The Purpose of Life
In the Book of Ecclesiastes, King Solomon searches for the purpose of life. Aren’t we all? If you enter “what is the purpose of life” in Google, over 7 billion results come up.
Our Focus Point
Like a ballet dancer needs a focus point in a pirouette, we need a focus point in an ever spinning world to keep our balance and not fall. Through teaching the Lord’s Prayer, Jesus shows us to focus on God daily: [Jesus said] Pray like this: Our Father in heaven, may your name be kept…
An Old Testament Story and a Bowl of Nuts
When I was a kid, it was popular to keep a bowl of mixed nuts on the coffee table. Still in the shell, the bowl also included the tools needed to crack the nuts and dig out the tasty part. I quickly learned which nuts were easy to crack and enjoy and which ones were…
Soul Music Promises
As Chicago was colouring my world at prom and I was about to boogie onto the disco scene, my father left without a word. This was my first introduction to the reality that life can change without notice.
Soul Music Comfort
As a pre-teen, the record player in my bedroom was my constant companion. Able to drown out any loud and overheated conversation happening in the next room, every song held the promise of a different life when I was old enough to make my own choices.
Soul Music Changes
Music memories of the 70s include performing Godspell with other counselors at summer camp and rock blasting from the 8-track while my boyfriend practiced burnouts with his Camaro in the school parking lot. As David Bowie sang “ch-ch-ch-changes,” I, like every teenager through history, was exploring my options.
Soul Music Beginnings
I grew up listening to soul music. The Motown sounds of Wilson Pickett, Diana Ross and the Supremes, Gladys Knight and the Pips.
Have a Rango Kind of Day
Let me introduce you to my rescue dog. He’s got a Chihuahua head and Pug body with a curled tail. He was two years old and scrawny when we brought him home. Now he’s, well, no longer scrawny. His name, Rango, seemed to suit him.
RELAX IN HIS LOVE
Something about winter makes us slow down. Remind yourself to take some extra time to relax in God’s love.