worship

If you know me, you know I love talking to people. I enjoy engaging in conversation whether it’s one person or a crowd, a stranger or a friend. I can talk just about anything. But there’s one subject you will not hear me discussing … money. For as long as I can remember, discussing anything

It’s hard to believe that just a week ago, I was watching snow fall while my home was experiencing rolling power outages. Having grown up in New York, I was familiar with the snow. But it took me by great surprise to see the entire state affected by lack of power and/or water. I thought

Date night for my husband and me is a special evening which we treasure. Whether we go out for dinner or watch a movie, it allows us to connect as we meaningfully share this carved out time together. To be candid, I enjoy dressing up for these occasions. But I found myself sporting a t-shirt

I love this photo of my girls in matching jumpsuits.  Well … almost. I should have been in that pic also. Now before you conclude that I have issues with vanity and narcissism, let me explain. As soon as school was over, my family and I left for vacation.  It was the first time my

This month I have been recounting blessings that God has helped me to see when the season of layoff did not appear to be one we would be thankful for. When we were growing up, parents did not have conversations with children about the challenges they were facing. After all, a parent just wants to

Recently when I taught on worship, it brought to light what I have felt for years.  Worship is giving extravagant honor to the Lord. The amount of love God has demonstrated is unfathomable and He alone is worthy of all praise.   I don’t know about you, but it seems completely natural to do such

We have hit the end of June. School’s out. It’s hot. Vacation plans are being made.  As the structure of my day has changed, I have to admit that it’s become a little harder for me to stay on top of my daily Bible readings and journaling for our reading plan.  Not to mention that

It happens every Sunday when the preacher is winding down and the band makes their way back on stage.  We watch their every move like we’ve never seen someone pick up a guitar before. It transpired at a meeting I was at last week.  One woman stepped out of the room because she needed to cough

I must confess . Some Sundays are harder than others for me to truly enter into worship. New or unfamiliar songs, crying babies, sitting under a strong air vent or in front of someone singing slightly off key…all cause me to lose focus. And even if my external environment is “perfect,” life’s challenges (past or

Have you watched the movie Ratatouille? The most memorable scene for me showed the food critic taking a bite of that dish which caused a flashback to his childhood when he enjoyed such a lovely meal. Recently during my devotion time, the worship music has included songs I first heard twenty years ago. A flood of memories began