At a recent meeting, our leader, Anitha, asked us about big dreams. It made me think about my future….and my past. Can I share a entry from my prayer journal 16 years ago (first time I’ve ever shared these!)? I had a dream that seemed unattainable: “Lord, sometimes it makes me fearful of my passion
I’m a Texas girl. Born & raised. I’ve lived in the Dallas area since I was 2 years old and I wouldn’t want to be anywhere else. I love my city…I know my city…well, at least I thought I did. Recently, I’ve ventured out to a few different parts of town where I hadn’t been before.
Earlier this year, through an unfortunate series of events, I was named the coach of my son’s basketball team. Before we get all excited and talk about ‘girl power’, remember that I called it ‘unfortunate’. I know nothing about basketball. Correction, I know that the ball goes in the hoop. And as San Antonio Spurs
“I wasn’t allowed to do that as a kid, so I’m not going to let my child do it either.” Does that thought ever cross your mind? Growing up, it was a rare occasion for me to be away from home .. for sleepovers, school trips, or college. It didn’t matter if everyone else was doing it. I
An Indian girl walks into a Chick-Fil-A… (Isn’t this how all great stories start out?) In case you didn’t figure it out already, I am that Indian girl and I was at Chick-Fil-A this past weekend…on a Saturday of course, because we all know they are closed on Sunday (which is cool but not cool when
Do you know what it’s like to run on empty? The bed of this sermon is the story in Mark 5 of the demon possessed man who comes to Jesus. I started listening to it with one intention and and it transformed into a different animal for me. There were so many beautiful points that spoke
Coffee and great company. How could it get any better? My friend told me I was awesome. BAM! I’m all ears … tell me more :) Well, maybe she didn’t use those exact words, but she might as well have. My friend shared how much she appreciated me as a mom, having a special needs child,
Most of us who grew up in church have heard it said “Stand still and see the salvation of the Lord!” as quoted from Moses to the people of Israel soon after they left Egypt and were faced with the Red Sea in front of them, and Pharaoh and his army behind them. But when
I made it through car line yesterday morning in the nick of time. It was raining, and I was late getting out the door. I made it to the back of the long car line, and as we inched closer to the school building, I kept my eye on the clock. The school has a
Sometimes, it is hard being a woman. I’m not talking about those particular “days of the month” if you know what I am saying. I’m not even referring to labor. I’m also not talking about how many women not only work outside the home, but they also are the manager at home. And believe it
We Keep Praying
Two Sundays ago, I walked into church and thought to myself, ‘Where in the world do we go from here?’ While I had no doubt that our pastor was doing great and enjoying the glory
