It came unbidden, circling its prey. Silent. Unwelcome. 
It slunk in the shadows, biding its time. Stealthy.  Patient.  
It whispered sweet lies, tightening the noose. Deadly.  Insidious.  
It dizzied at dawn, seizing control. Vengeful. Hateful. 
It methodically ravaged, snatching her youth. Savage.  Sadistic.  
It kept her sad secrets, clouding her vision. Determined.  Destructive.  Undetected.   
It appeared in the open, mocking her tears. Brutal.  Dangerous.  

This poem was one of the first blog posts I shared. You can read the full post here.  My mom “inspired” this poem. I’ll never forget when I first read it to her. She was silent for a moment, before whispering, “That’s exactly what diabetes is.” 

Friends, one of the many ways we can honor our King  is by taking care of our health. This is a struggle I am still wrestling with. Please take care of yourselves. Please get your regular physicals, complete with blood work. Don’t let her story become your story. 


Did you ever stop to consider that the decisions we make today determine what our tomorrows look like?  I’ve determined that, with God’s help, I will start seeing each today with tomorrow’s eyes. It won’t always be easy, but it will always be worth it. 

 Choosing to spend 15 minutes cleaning up my work area means I can start tomorrow fresh.

Choosing to have the salmon instead of the chicken fried steak, opting to walk this evening before plopping down on the sofa may well translate into weight loss and better overall health.

Determining to spend 20 minutes of face time with  my husband rather than playing games on my phone will bring us closer, benefitting our marriage and our entire family. Resolving to spend two hours tackling the closet (or garage or basement or . . .) this weekend before napping or  hitting the theater will make me feel calmer and more in control. 

 You see where I’m going. . . .  I’ve chosen the most obvious areas we all seem to work on year after year, largely without success. There have to be so many others — resolving to hold my tongue, turning the other cheek, seeking out an enemy to pray for him or do him a good turn, giving generously and without expecting anything in return, stopping to spend time with my friends instead of always saying next time . . . 

What are YOUR thoughts on this? What are areas you need to rethink? I’d love to hear them.

Disclaimer:  I DO plan to occasionally (rather than regularly) opt for the chicken fried steak and nap!

As always, I wish you MUCH joy! 

Make 2015 Your BEST Year Yet (part 2)

As I share some thoughts on resolutions, I’d love to hear from YOU. What are you resolving to do in 2015?

Here are some more ideas for us:

4. Take care of YOU. You know exactly what your heart is whispering to you. Is it telling you to lose weight, make that appointment, floss, go to the gym? Perhaps you need to slow down. Only YOU can take care of you. I know how difficult it is. I fight these battles, too.

My newest thing: I’m taking one bite less. Every. Single. Time. Sounds funny, I know. What’s really happening is I’m retraining myself. I’ve allowed my flesh to set the rules for far too long. Taking one less bite just occurred to me recently. I’m embarrassed to tell you when I first tried it, my flesh rebelled. Okay, fine. My flesh has thrown a hissy fit almost every time. It’s been an eye opener I sorely needed.

5. Unplug.

6. Journal. It’s important to record your thoughts, feelings, and insights. It doesn’t have to be in diary form. Journal in your iPhone’s notes section or with photographs. Create a private board on Pinterest of things that speak to you. Be creative.

According to The Health Benefits of Journaling by Maud Purcell, LCSW, CEAP, “There is increasing evidence to support the notion that journaling has a positive impact on physical well-being.”

Journaling leads to reflection, which can lead to positive change. It’s a stress reliever. It helps me get perspective. It’s also helps me dump my bad days.

7. Forgive. Oh, I know! But He tells us to forgive. And I’ve finally learned it’s for OUR good. You’re not excusing their behavior or allowing them to repeat their crimes against you. Nope. You’re just refusing to hold yourself hostage to bitterness.

More next time.