Is it possible to find Success during these economic times?
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
REVIEW: Find Your Strongest Life by Marcus Buckingham
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Book Review: Daisy Chain
DAISY CHAIN
Defiance Texas Trilogy Book 1
By Mary DeMuth
Zondervan
978-310-27836-8
Long before Daisy Chance went missing, Jed Pepper knew that life was unpredictable.
Long before weeks passed without any word from his best friend, Jed Pepper knew life wasn’t fair.
Long before the final tragedy played out, Jed Pepper knew well that life didn’t give a person what they deserved.
But then Jed knew a lot of hard things about life by the time he’d reached the age of fourteen. But even knowing those things, Jed kept looking for the story to change, for the ending to play out different.
Jed Pepper never gave up hope.
In this poignant coming of age story we see the most horrific nightmare that can be imagined played out in just the first pages. A child goes missing, her last words coming back again and again to haunt the young boy who saw her last. “You’ll regret it.” The words hung on the air, and in the heart of the boy who stubbornly refused to give up home when everyone else did.
Jed Pepper’s life isn’t easy. Living in an abusive home, is it any wonder that he’s got a lot of questions about what God is really like…especially given the one hurting him is his preacher papa? But the one thing Jed does have is hope. And the fragile faith that maybe, just maybe, God cares about him after all.
This book will haunt you long after you turn the last page. The answers aren’t all there, and so leaves you hungry for the next book that’s sure to come. What we do have is this, a story about change. About second chances. And about God’s love shining in the darkest of places.
Don’t miss this one. You’ll surely regret it if you do….
Monday, April 20, 2009
Just a little more....
Friday, April 17, 2009
The Survival Kit: Tools to Get us Through: PART 2
Where in the world do you begin?
Have you ever seen a picture of an iceburg? Maybe one of those with a diagram that shows you just how one sits in the water? If you have then you know that most of the ice is under the surface, out of sight.
A diagnosis works in the same way. When you’re sitting in the doctor’s office and waiting for them to pull open that yellow folder and decipher all those charts and reports for you, you feel like you’re getting an answer. But the words spoken in the quiet of the tiny room aren’t the answer so much as a lead in for a lot more questions.
The phrase, “That’s just the tip of the iceberg” takes on a whole new meaning.
So like most web-savvy blog readers I’m sure you did exactly what I did. Google becomes your best friend and worst enemy in the space of keystrokes. And if anything you feel that you’re worse off now than when you began.
To survive life’s challenges the most important thing we need is knowledge. So when we set out to obtain that online there are certain questions to keep in mind.
- Who’s offering the info? A website maintained by Mayo Clinic might have more definitive answers on Alzheimer’s than someone’s personal webpage.
- What is the authority of the author? Personal experience websites can be great but check out the “About Me” portion of the page. Is this first hand information or second hand? There’s a big difference.
- Does the person writing this have an agenda? Let’s face it, drug companies off great info on illness, but they also sell the medication to treat it.
- Can this information be verified? If someone has a new treatment or therapy that isn’t listed anywhere else on the internet, it’s highly unlikely to be breaking news. Always do a further search.
The internet is one of the best tools for getting your iceberg, at the least, weighed and measured so you know what you’re dealing with. Next week, we’ll talk about cutting it down to size.
My son, preserve sound judgment and discernment,
do not let them out of your sight;
Proverbs 3:21
In what ways has the internet helped you face life’s challenges?
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
The Survival Kit: Tools to Get Us Through: PART 1
The scream brings me out of the manuscript I’m reading and for a moment I’m caught in a rush of thoughts, first and foremost being, “Which of the five kids just screamed?”
This hasn’t even formulated before I’m on my feet and en route with the surety of a mother’s inborn GPS that has already pinpointed precisely where the sobs are coming from.
A quick look reveals nothing serious but the skinned knee isn’t regular, “stand in the box like soldiers ready to do battle against dirt and germs” bandages…this is the gauze pad and tape variety, which is what prompted the cry in the first place. The spilled box of adhesives strips on counter and floor are mute testimony to the child’s attempt to find the right thing alone.
Like my daughter’s fruitless search for the answers that required mom to come through and point her in the right direction, so too do survivors sometimes find themselves adrift. How many times have we taken that thing that has reared it’s head in our lives and looked it with that puzzled consternation usually followed by a voice heavy laden with frustration, “What am I supposed to do with YOU?”
For us it was the oldest and his diagnosis with Asperger’s Syndrome. The internet gave information aplenty, but some of it was conflicting and most of it was, well, downright confusing.
This week in my blogs I’m going to look at how the right tools makes all the difference. The question is, how do you know which tool is the one you need for the job? When you’re facing a huge life challenge such as an illness or a special needs child you’ll quickly find that not every authority is weighted the same.
So where do you go? How do you find the tools you need? Join me this week and we’ll talk about it. Yep, this is a two-way street. Leave a comment and let’s get the ball rolling.
Where do you begin when life hands you a challenge?
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Where Do I Belong?
Last night a Twitter post put me in the mood for this song. "Home" from the musical version of "Beauty and the Beast" has got to be one of my favorites of all time. (And isn't the girl who sings it amazing? I spent an hour with my girls wandering through her videos...WELL worth the look).
For a survivor Home sometimes becomes an uncertainty. A question. Which is why this song speaks so strongly to me. Not every home is a Norman Rockwell painting. Does that make one stop trying to find that place though? Either in the arms of one you love in real life? Or in a song in a musical that carries your mind to somewhere outside yourself for even a short time.
This week I read a lecture for a class I was taking and it came to a part that involved self-hypnosis. The idea behind it is to close your eyes and put yourself in your happy place...your true home...and to visualize yourself doing something that would make you not only happy, but PROUD, with the idea this helps you to change your attitude. Well, I'm game for new things. The problem comes when I close my eyes and try to find 'home.'
Where is home? My mind wanders over beaches and forests, valleys and mountains...looking for that place where I am at peace. Yet I settle no one place for long. I think...that maybe I'm going about this wrong. My life has been without peace for too long...and I'm going to the wrong place to find it.
Peace isn't in a picture from a travel brochure. It only comes from my heavenly Father. So, closing my eyes I seek HIM first. And finally find home.
"But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well." Matthew 6:33
Where is YOUR home?
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
No Worries, eh?
Today is one of those, "let’s get through the next minute” days. With one child that woke up in the middle of the night with yet one more ear infection…and another that started throwing up at school and needed to come home…well I know about surviving that next minute. I’m not worrying so much about what I’m going to make for dinner tonight as I am about keeping the little ones calm and comforted.
Minute to minute living serves a purpose that we can never see when we’re IN that state. Only afterwards,do we see it. When we're looking back and wondering just how we got through that crisis (and there was one I remember with five kids sick where both my husband and I had it too….) .
We get through because we have to. We get through because we’re not doing it alone. We get through because God is right there with us as we live from minute to minute, from moment to moment until the crisis is past.
Today over at Pete Wilson’s Blog he was talking about worry and asked the question what things are worrying you. I’m an expert at it. As a child the ability to see what could go wrong in any situation and then act to head it off, kept me safe. Even in my adult life I have used worry as a means of protection.
The problem, though, with worrying is that you never can enjoy life fully when you are. Sure you might have seen that storm coming and were prepared with everything you needed to batten down the hatches, but is it ever possible to live in the NOW and enjoy it fully with the spector of worry hanging over us?
Seems a funny thing to think about when we’re talking about survival doesn’t it? But just because today I’m living today from moment to moment, doesn’t mean that I can’t take those moments like right now when one sick child is curled up in bed snuggly warm while the other is tormenting the cat, and find something to enjoy in them. Like the fact that no one is throwing up right this minute. And that it really is cute the way my youngest drags that poor feline around.
So today I’m exploring a new concept for me. Living in the moment without worry. Surviving…but still thriving.
What about you? What worries have got you down?
“Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes?” Matthew 6:25


