Money Can’t Buy Peace of Mind

Yesterday, my husband received a phone call from Publishing Clearing House. He won 7.5 million dollars. All he had to do to receive it was to pay $1,700.00. Registration fee.

For decades, my husband bought magazines he never read in hopes of winning a million dollars. So, when he received that call yesterday, he lit up like a Christmas Tree! It took my son and me both to convince him that it was a scam.

It made me realize, though, that getting rich was never one of our goals when we got married. Building relationships, spending time with each other, and being there for our son was our greatest investment.

I’m grateful for our growing family, for the fun and laughter we share together, and for the love, peace, and joy that comes through building healthy relationships. Being happy from the inside out is worth more than millions of dollars to me.

Our Dog, Bella

It was my husband’s birthday. Rascal, our beloved pet, died a few weeks before, and hubby was having a hard time getting over the loss. I didn’t want another dog to fall in love with; saying goodbye is just too hard. But seeing my husband moping around the house was even worse.

The dog pound is depressing, but here we are, eyes wet with tears, looking for the right dog to take home.

Rascal was special. We didn’t choose him, he chose us. He was the puppy next door; a beautiful Australian Shepherd mix, with tiger stripes and a silky white chest. Before we knew it, he was sleeping on our front porch, and then, living in our house. The grandkids loved him and he loved them. The kids at Pet Smart loved wrapping their arms around his furry neck. He even allowed grownups to pet him. But, on his own turf? Not a chance. He wouldn’t even let them in the house. PERIOD! But children were always safe. He was their dad, their best friend, their best-ever playmate. Always. Any time, any day or night.

After three times around the kennel, we were feeling hopeless about finding the perfect dog. There was one, though; a hound mix. That skinny, brown, short-haired dog with long legs and floppy ears. I didn’t want a hound. Buck didn’t care what kind of dog it was, he just wanted a dog. So, a hound dog is what we got.

She is the strangest dog we’ve ever had. After eight years, she’s still jumpy, as hardheaded as a bull, and as stubborn as a mule. She licks everything, barks at everything, and thinks all babies are hers by pushing their moms away.

She is definitely my husband’s dog. She sleeps with him and wakes him up whenever he stops breathing or has one of his recurring nightmares. She’s never been trained to do that, she just does it. She is an amazing dog. We fell in love with her and her quirky personality. That’s what makes her Bella!

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The Swing

Though just a swing beneath the tree
It was the world to me
My favorite place to release my mind
And set my spirit free

There were no rules to follow
No watching my peas and queues
Just me and the big blue sky above
And the glistening morning dew

I sang from the top of my lungs
To the fishermen below
No longer restrained by shyness
Fearless wings began to grow

Off and on throughout the day
I hopped back on the swing
Until darkness cast its frightening spell
Turning friendly trees into scary things

Many years have come and gone
Since my childhood days
When every flower and blade of grass
Never seemed to fade away

Now the sun is sinking fast
Beneath the clouds of time
My steps are getting slower
And lagging far behind

But now and then in solitude
My mind goes wandering off
Down dusty trails of long ago
In search for what was lost

The shadows are much denser now
And I can barely see
Except for my greatest treasure
The swing beneath the tree






















Only One

One God
One Father
One Son
One Holy Spirit
Only One

One Creator
One Garden of Eden
One Forbidden Tree
One Deadly Bite
Only One

One Virgin Mother
One Babe in a Manger
One Carpenter
One Teacher
Only One

One Cross
One Crown of Thorns
One Savior
One Resurrection
Only One

One Way
One Truth
One Life
One Light
Only One

One Government
One Leader
One Ruler
One King
Only One

One Life on Earth
One Physical Death
One Way to Heaven
One Way to Hell
Only One

John 14:6
I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me.
John 8:12
I am the Light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.
John 3:16
For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.
Revelation 22:12
Look, I am coming soon! My reward is with me, and I will give to each person according to what they have down. I am the Alpha and the Omega, the First and the Last, the Beginning and the End.


Night Whispers

As I sit alone in the stillness
Beneath the starry sky
I release my soul through the darkness
In search for the reasons why

Why are hearts so arrogant
Why do they starve for love
Why do they break so easily
Why do they push and shove

Why do they feel so empty
Why can’t anything fill the void
Why are they ever restless
So anxious and annoyed

Why do they burn with anger
When another disagrees
Why are they never satisfied
Why do they lust and greed

My soul returns from the darkness
Revealing whispers of the night
Of where wayward hearts went wrong
And how to make them right

They abandoned their Great Creator
And went their separate ways
Down a dangerous slippery slope
Not counting the price they’d pay.

They surrendered to the Evil One
They believed and trusted his lies
And followed him through the gates of Hell
Where his laughter smothered their cries

The Evil One hates the Creator
And all that He has made
He prowls about in the darkness
Corrupting hearts easily swayed

But there is healing for every heart
Broken and tortured by sin
When asking the Great Creator
To make it whole again

So guard your heart with open eyes
Never sleeping on the job
And be not fooled by the Evil One
He only seeks to rob











Little Miss Fix-It

She could not tolerate broken things
So she decided to fix it
Every tear
Every bleeding heart
Little Miss Fix-it could fix it

She was the queen of her realm
Commander and chief
She had everything under control
But in the process of trying to fix the world
The world ended up breaking her soul

Little Miss Fix-it was easy prey
For ravenous wolves in sheep’s clothing
Her heart was devoured
Her soul was crushed
Her mind was mauled by confusion

Her heart was too broken
To fix on her own
Too distrusting and disbelieving
So the only thing left for her to do
Was entrusting it to God for healing

Little Miss Fix-it is much wiser now
From the hard lessons she has learned
She stopped playing God
Jumped off the Throne
And ran through the gates of freedom

The moral of Little Miss Fix-it’s story is
Be careful of the choices you make
Stop believing the lies you’ve been told
Live only the life that is yours
And leave all the fixin’ to God











































The Letter

Like an explosive volcanic eruption
Angry words spewed across the page
Vile
Hateful
Slanderous
As if the Devil himself penned the words
They pierced the heart
Crushed the soul
Provoked a storm within
Revenge! The raging heart screamed
An Eye for an eye
A word for a word
I will have the last say
Then my heart remembered
The treaty it signed
To lay down the weapons
To rid the armor of pride
And put on the shield of
Forgiveness
How the heart struggled
How it longed to get even
But amid the hurt and anger
Arose a heart of victory
And all that remains of the letter
Is ashes in the wind




The Last Mile

Daily writing prompt
What are you most excited about for the future?

Genesis 5:24 NIV
Enoch walked faithfully with God; then he was no more because God took him home.

Heaven is looking brighter and clearer every day
And the more wicked this world gets
The more ready I am to leave
How I loathe the hatred and lies
The shootings and killings
The butchering of babies still in the womb
Where does this sense of entitlement come from?
Where is the remorse? The shame?
When was a lie ever the truth?
Who opened the door to the pit of Hell?
Do my prayers and tears reach Heaven?
Has God turned His back on His creation?
Or is He waiting for one more soul to believe in Him?
The world has become a giant monster of evil
I don’t want to be here anymore
I’ve seen and heard enough
I’m old and tired
My feet are bruised and sore
My legs tremble in weakness
The walk has been long and arduous
But I continue pushing forward
Continue trusting and believing
That at the end of the road
Jesus is waiting to carry me home
And I’m excited about that!