Starting: It’s been a while since I have written. The past year has been filled with many good changes and also some challenges but they all have been rich. My tendency is to simply let them be and not document all that has occurred. Read more
I hope you guys and gals have been enjoying the Quick to Listen & Slow To Speak Series. If you are visiting my blog for the first time you can go here and here for the first two installments. Today I will be sharing 12 more practical tips to help master our thoughts to ensure a great quality of life for us and those around us.
Happy New Year! Hope you gals and guys had a wonderful Christmas Season. It’s been over a week since I have taken time to write. While away, my intention was to spend treasured time with family and for so much needed introspection. Both of which were accomplished. The latter went in a direction, I did not expect. More on that later.
Waking early one morning, I unearthed the digital copy of my 2014 goals eager to see what I had accomplished. To my dismay, many of these lofty goals had gone undone. I had plans but failed to complete what I set out to do. I felt a sense of defeat and found myself throwing a mini-pity party where I was the chief celebrant rousing the popular chorus of “Woe is Me.”. In the midst of the ugly face and my pouted lips, God decided to rain on my parade. Read more
Luke, the physician and author, presents his readers with an account of Jesus’ times of prayer in the first of his two-part volume describing the life and ministry of Jesus. In Luke 11, concluding a time of heavenly communion with the Father, Jesus is surrounded by His disciples when one dared to ask, “Teach us to pray (!)”
These men had been in the company of the Messiah, heard Him preach and teach with authority, and witnessed the restorative healing of the sick and righteous dominion over demonic forces. Such power exerted from the Son of God should bare many questions, yet the pertinent request on their minds in the moment was: teach us to pray. Read more
[otw_shortcode_dropcap label=”H” font=”Dancing Script” background_color_class=”otw-green-background” size=”medium” border_color_class=”otw-no-border-color”][/otw_shortcode_dropcap]ello October! I am sure you are scratching your head just like me and are asking yourself where has the year gone. Did I really just squander the past 9 months of my life. You unearth your 2014 New Year’s resolutions – to much dismay and with great discouragement- you shuffle it back to wherever you last found it. Many of your good intentions written with much confidence in January are now long forgotten. If you’re like me, in your head you have already appropriated space for the next set of resolutions that you will like to accomplish NEXT year in 2015 when presented with a brand new slate and opportunities to start over.
How about we start over now. There is no better time than the present. You see tomorrow is not promised to us. The best decision one can make in planning for the future is starting today. Small measurable and consistent changes are what make the world of difference. You grand plans for 2015 may see the same fate of 2014 if there is no action behind it. You see our lives are laced with great intentions but very little action. Action requires that we plan, get out of our comfort zone and do things differently. We are crazy to believe that our end result with change if we do not. Read more
It has been close to 2 years ago that Wesley and I made the decision to move back to Atlanta to plant Tri-Cities Church on the South side of Atlanta. Although viewed as altruistic in some sense, it left me lost and dissatisfied. I left my ‘dream’ job at the nation’s top university (Go Tigers!) where I helped shape the world’s future leaders. I left to return to a common place. A place where I have been many times before… a place all too familiar…a place where I have lost and struggled…a place where I truly did not want to invest my blood, sweat, and tears. A place where I wanted to forget– I felt stuck. Yes! I am a Pastor’s Wife and I felt Stuck. Read more
I stood in my trainer’s kitchen as she outlined our workout routine for the evening. I heard hills and I heard running and my heart started racing. You see, my version of exercise does not consist of running unless I am being chased by something or someone. The idea of bated breaths and quick exertion in no way entices me. I am a neophyte to this form of exercise and had very little desire to be experienced in this particular craft. I could think of 1,000 excuses why I should not be doing this. My reality: I had to literally take this workout one stride at a time.
So I started. With high knees, one foot in front of the other and a slow yet regulated pace. My goal was simply to make it to the end. My calculated thoughts was even breathing and forward movement. A little bit of self-talk said, ‘You will make it there eventually. Just keep going!’” Before I knew it, I became winded and my heart started racing begging for there to be an immediate end in sight. I wanted it to be OVER! Read more