I used to have social media – this is an old post, but I saved it to remind myself what happens when I take on too much. I wanted to share with you how crucial it is to leave room for prayer. Three years ago…… As I have said many times before, I try to tell the unvarnished truth on Facebook. Although there’s nothing wrong with posting picture perfect vacation photos, we all know that there are another 51 weeks of the year where life can be rather sloppy. I want to share about one of those ‘precious moments’ and no, I don’t mean those doe-eyed kitschy figurines. Recently, I…

Do you know the difference between poisonous and venomous? I was mulling those words and wasn’t quite sure, so let me share what I found.   “According to biologists, the term venomous is applied to organisms that bite (or sting) to inject their toxins, whereas the term poisonous applies to organisms that unload toxins when you eat them.”    (John Rafferty, Britannica) The word venom was a shiny toy for my inner word nerd.  I believed that the word venom came from the same root word as vein, as the word ‘venous’ has to do with veins, and venom starts with v-e-n, just like venous.  I was wrong.   Vein comes from the Latin word vena…

American authors William Faulkner and Ernest Hemingway had a memorable spat over their writing techniques. Faulkner commented, “Ernest Hemingway: he has no courage, has never crawled out on a limb. He has never been known to use a word that might cause the reader to check with a dictionary to see if it is properly used.” Hemingway replied with, “Poor Faulkner. Does he really think big emotions come from big words? He thinks I don’t know the ten-dollar words. I know them all right. But there are older and simpler and better words, and those are the ones I use.” The book of Mark in the bible is more like…

When you think of a convicted drug dealer serving time in prison, what words, phrases, thoughts come to mind? Go ahead, you’re allowed to think it. I asked.   Scumbag, junkie, loser, murderer, deserved it, rot in jail, lost cause. How about these instead?  Beloved, redeemable, contrite, friend, daughter, born again Christian, Child of the One True King. Readers, I have a daughter of the heart. I didn’t give birth to her, but God placed her in my heart when she was a teenager and there she will remain. She was raised by her grandparents because her birth mother struggled with addiction. My heart- daughter struggled greatly with feelings of…

Growing up, I participated in two weekly extracurricular activities. The first one was known as ‘C.C.D.’ C.C.D. was a complete mystery to me as kid. I had no clue what the initials “C.C.D.” stood for. Other children who attended obnoxiously referred to this activity as ‘Central City Dump.’  This set the tone accordingly. I knew I must be in for something awful.  C.C.D. was like the Complete Idiot’s Guide to Catholicism.  Scriptures and prayers taught by well-meaning nuns with some games and snacks thrown in. The classes were supposed to get children ready to be a card-carrying member of the Catholic Church, where you could participate in the sacraments, like…