I’ve always been comforted by the 23rd Psalm. I’m sure it’s not only my “go-to” in times of distress. I remember when I was a little girl and something would be going wrong, I would head straight to my Bible. I was too small to know how to find Psalms in
“Write your way to the life you want.” That’s their tag line! And from the look of the jobs available portion of their site, if you’re into writing, you can do exactly what the tag line suggests. Take a peek at this new tool for writers who want to work:
HOW is this even possible? I was just in a coaching session and this sweet gal was reminding me how much I LOVED her book. I loaned it out. So, I thought I would use my ChristianBook.com gift card and get myself a new book. And found out it’s ninety-nine
It’s the most wonderful time of the year. It’s true. But, there are things that make it less wonderful. Things like waiting until the last minute to shop for friends and family. I happen to have done a bit of that this year. Thankfully, I found the best Christmas Sale. You
I have been doing a little homework for you! I have so many friends who are enjoying writing during this season of their lives. Most of my writing friends also enjoy reading. If you LOVE to read and would like to write book reviews – AND be compensated, this post
The smell of the pages in a new book is one of my favorite things. Until I received my first copy of The Joyful Life magazine I thought that was limited to books. When the Premier Edition arrived a bit ago I was pleasantly surprised by the quality. It’s not
I have issues creating healthy boundaries. My Nana said it’s been like that most of my life. Some of it may stem from insecurity and needing to have approval or feel included. I see this as an issue for me at this stage of life! Asking, “WWJD?” tends to send
Pumpkins are EVERYWHERE! I love them ALL! Looking at these reminded me that at some point, there was a seed planted. The ground was good. The environment was healthy for growth. The vines were fortified. Showers came and they were not washed away. Sunshine blazed down on them and their
When I joined the ranks of Single Parents, I was certain of a handful of things. Only a handful. One: My single parent home could not look like the other single parents’ homes I had seen. The children placed in my charge were going to become the Children of God
Crushed Cheerios coated their tiny milk-drenched feet as we cleaned up the result of the explosion of toddler frustration that followed my final, “No, ma’am!” Of all mornings to have a melt-down, my first day at my new job as a solo-mom. Did I mention my hair was in hot rollers and
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