Well, at least there’s that...

This is the fifty first published post of "Well, at Least there's that" and Lincoln wants his turn to talk. According to Lincoln... "I was rescued from a place where I was in a cage all day long. I was expected to give life, but never given a life of my own. I had lost all my beauty and was full of flees. Nobody wanted me and I wanted to run. I wanted freedom! I wanted to have my own choices. ' I was free, but I wasn't beautiful anymore. I was just a dog. My hair was long, I was afraid of everything and lifeless. I just wanted to escape. There was no hope! Then I was rescued! I still wanted to run, I mean, "who were these people, why was I here and what was going to happen next?" Then one evening a sad lady came to a camp fire and I stood beside her. I had no hope and I had no desire for her to "save" me. I just wanted to be free.  Somehow I saw hope in her sad face. I just feel drawn to her. Maybe I'll have the freedom

Jonah was quite a character.  Let me tell you his story from my point of view. Refer to the book "Jonah" for details. Okay, so Jonah is out minding his own business. God says, "Hey Jonah!" Jonah says, "yes?" God says, "you know that town that hates me?" "You mean Nineveh, " Jonah replies? "Yes", says God. "I hate that place" says Jonah. God says, "well I think I'm going to have to destroy it." Jonah is like, "Yes!" Then God says, "So, I want you to go and tell them I"m going to destroy them." To which Jonah replies, "What? No way!" God doesn't change his mind, but Jonah thinks he can run and get away from this plan. So, he gets on a ship. He is so confident in his decision to run that he goes into the bottom of the ship and goes to sleep. Talk about denial! The ship hits a terrible storm. The whole crew looks around and says, 'Somebody has upset their

Nope. Sorry to disappoint, still not making fun of anyone. But I am making fun of the attitude. It’s taken me a very long time to get to know me.  I had all sorts of preconceived ideas about me. Somebody would tell me I was too thin, a nurse once told me I was obese! Yes, we have to talk about that one!  So, I’m in the hospital, let me hear you say it...” again”... I know. I’m getting ready to be released...again. This nurse comes in and she’s so heavy that the bed actually creeks.  I’m not making this up.  Then she begins to lecture me about my BMI...not a cool car... Body Mass Index. I’m thinking, wow! She’s going there.  I was super thin most of my life. Even after I had my children and especially after the cancer. So, my body kind of freaked out.  The Dr had disconnected some...organs...and when he reconnected them...let’s say it together...” I nearly died!” Yes... again. I’ve been so close to death so many times that I think I should get frequent flyer miles! That just c

Yesterday Oklahoma had a primary vote. How do you know when you’ve moved too many times? You think you know where to go  vote only to realize that voting location in your mind was in a different state! Yep. So, anyway, I wanted to vote, but I wasn’t sure where to go. I googled it and thought I was at the right place. The volunteer looked up my name and couldn’t find me anywhere. A voting official was there so she tried to call the office to find out where I should go.  She told me that their policy was that a voter should not have to roam around the city to find out where they should vote. But nobody would answer the phone at the downtown office. She tried several numbers and got no answer. She had one last choice, but she didn’t want to call that number. It was a persons cell phone. His personal number... Finally she called and found out where I was supposed to be.  The location was across the street.  No, I’m not kidding. I waited about 20 minutes for her to find out that my location

There have been many heroes in my life. They’ve taken all sorts of shapes and sizes. They’ve come at varying stages of my life, for various reasons. I’d like to tell you about a “group of six”. One night six women gathered from different corners of the area for a common goal. They met a woman, seemingly by chance, when she first moved to the area. The woman was invited by her new neighbor to a Bible study of some sort. She had no idea what would happen next . The woman was me. I had just moved here from North Carolina and I was people deprived. I was busy focusing on my education and getting through physical traumas and hadn’t had the opportunity to just make friends. I didn’t really have a connection to anyone. I was around people, we had similar goals, but there was something missing. We all knew that I was only in North Carolina temporarily, so it’s kind of pointless to make close relationships work. Now. I had a bunch of amazing people in my life, you know who you are 😁. I

I’ve been hearing a lot about posture this weekend. I don’t know about you, but when I think about posture I think about the way I’m standing or sitting. Right? Because of the rods in my back I have permanently good posture! (See previous blog” man I did not see that coming”). Well, at church this lady was giving her testimony and she was talking about mental posture. What? Then she continued to talk about prayer. Really, this made no sense. So she demonstrated. She threw her hands in the air and said, “ thank you Lord for coming for them”. Wow. She took the story of the Prodigal Som and talked about the older brother. Honestly I don’t remember anyone talking about the older brother, except to say that he was ungrateful. Then she personalized the older brother and I realized I was him!!! I was almost born under a piano at church because my mother wouldn’t leave during labor. She wanted to finish the service. I was a Pastors daughter, then wife. Yep. I stayed close to the Lord. I

 I was talking to the Lord about how wonderful he has been to me. I was telling Him just how wonderful it feels to be free of people’s opinions and how good it feels  to need only His approval. Disclaimer... of course we must come under authority and humble ourselves to have reality checks through other people that have God centered hearts , but as far as anyone else determining how I feel about me? Not so much. I asked Him to help me stay free. I asked Him to show me when I was falling backwards and looking for approval outside of Him. Just because I’ve been set free doesn’t mean the rules of battle have changed. The same traps that got me where I was can take me back again.  I have to stay aware and listen to His heart. I can honestly say that I trust Him now.  I don’t understand everything, but I don’t have to. I am aware of the traps and it’s my job to stay away from them. People can be addicted to anything. People can be addicted to perfection, to the need to be right, t

I find friends in the most unlikely places. Sixth grade! What a glorious year! It was the year of being plain old weird. My hair was long, strawberry blond and unruly. I was short, had freckles and super skinny. Not a pretty picture. Oh and one of my front teeth was behind the others so my smile was a little off. Kids were picking on me because of...well..everything. But there was another! She had Long strawberry blond hair, a bit more ruly than mine, she was tall and thin.  Her skin was as white as snow and I looked like I’d tanned through a screen door. I still don’t think that’s a funny joke,.... well. Maybe? Anyway this was an era when we had one class all day long. We didn’t change rooms or places. It was... interesting. Guess who was assigned to sit together? Long legs and short legged me. Let the games begin! The girl with the long legs needed to sit by someone with short legs. So, guess what happened next. Yep, two red heads at a table. Oh, we each shared a table with a

Ways to tell if you’re too tired ...  oh the phone stories all happened  before cell phones were the norm. These are all real life experiences I’ve gathered from friends and family of things that they did when they were just too tired. 1) The phone  rings and you jump out of bed, grab  the closest picture off of the wall and try to answer it. 2) You do the above and wonder why the phone won’t stop ringing. 3) You discover that there are five ways to put a fitted sheet on your  bed. 4) The phone rings , your spouse says, “get the phone” and in a panic you reply , “what’s a phone?” While staring at it. 5)  You’re driving down the road and someone is talking to you. You reach over to turn up the volume on the radio only to realize that the radio was never on....you were trying to turn the volume up on your passenger. 6) You  try to lock the house door with your car key. 7) You wake up in the morning to find that you’ve eaten an entire bag of Cheetos druring the night. 8)

In some of my blogs I talk about cancer and a major car accident. What I haven’t written about is that I’ve dealt with some sort of illness my entire life. I had asthma and allergies that were so severe that I was often rushed into Drs offices, then hospitals. I had mumps, measles, chicken pox... I had two out of three of those in one year. Yes there are vaccines for those things, but somebody forgot to tell my body how they worked. In one year alone I had double pneumonia, lung failure, bilateral Bells Palsy and an intestinal blockage. I had a sinus infection for a full year. I never heard the phrase “nothing is wrong with you” or “that’s normal.” When I went to the Dr I heard words like, “ you got here just in time!” “Call an ambulance” or at least “I’m calling in a round of antibiotics “. While my sister was out enjoying sports I was at the piano. People often assumed it was because I wasn’t athletic. They were wrong. I couldn’t go outside for very long. One year I signed u