One of Those Days

Surely you've had them.
The sky is a bit overcast, and your energy is running a little low.
You know nothing spectacular is going to happen, but you've still got responsibilities to fulfill.
This is one of those days for me.
I've decided to let that be okay.
No great expectations.
No huge efforts.
Today, I'm just going to be grateful that it's okay to be a slacker once in a while!

Wild Horses

My brain is like a herd of wild horses sometimes, rushing off in every direction. Like many creative people, I am impulsive--likely to barrel ahead first, and think about it later.

Resolved: I will stop, when I start feeling that wild-horse urge, and ask for the power to make a better choice.

It works, you know.

Cups and Hearts

I read the most uplifting thing the other day, in Beth Moore's "Praying God's Word". She compared the human heart to a cup--one all of us are trying to get filled.

We hold it up to jobs. To alcoholic husbands. To people who are as needy as we are.

Cups get broken, and cracked. Some folks give up on them entirely, and either wall them off in a dark dungeon or throw them away.

There is only One who can fill your cup. Never mind that it's cracked and broken and maybe even a little dirty. (Or a LOT dirty.) Hold it up. That's all you have to do. The filling of the cup, however damaged, always heals.

Be blessed, this day, and every day. Somebody loves you.

Hold up your cup.

It's Working!

Six and a half pounds gone, the first week on Weight Watchers! This is such a simple way to eat. No forbidden foods. Just a certain number of food points per day. I can DO this!

The blog was patchy over the past week, and I apologize. It's just been wild around here, but in good ways. I will say that if God is in the details, the devil must be in the distractions.

It won't be long until "The Man from Stone Creek" hits the book stores. It has a beautiful cover, and the story inside will touch your heart.

More tomorrow.

God's peace, my friends.

Back to Basics

When I stepped on the scale Saturday morning, at Weight Watchers, I was appalled to see that I had gained back half of the weight I lost a couple of years ago. The trauma quickly passed, however, because I know I can DO Weight Watchers. I'm back on the magnificent machine, too, and yesterday I took a beautiful walk around my own sylvan acres.
The land is so peaceful.
That is my watchword for today. PEACE.
There is a lot going on in my life, and most of it is wonderful, but even good things can be stressful if we don't stop and take a peaceful breath once in a while.
So this ole cowgirl is back to basics.
Once again.
At least I know my way around!