Well, at least there’s that...

Have you ever gone to the gym and thought...no way! Why in the world are they here? Yep, happened tonight. I was at my water aerobics class minding my own business and BAM! They were a couple even! I bet they fight like cats and dogs! That was the only way I could console myself. 👀 How do you get to look like that? I mean, everything was perfect. They even sat like they were posing. NO way! All the while I'm jogging to the oldies...or with the oldies? I don't know. I was one of the two. Man I felt old! I mean really. I think they were both perpetually 35. Why 35? Well, at 25 you don't appreciate having a body like that and they looked like they appreciated it. Am I jealous? Let me see...let's take inventory. I'm past 35....by a few months...lol. I have Russian Roulette health.  Some days its good, some days not so much. I have rods in my back, screws in my foot and a zipper in the front and in the back. Don't I sound beautiful? Well, I think I am! T

Do you ever have one of those days where it feels like it’s been an entire season? Welcome to my world this past Friday. I had it all planned out. It was going to be great! I would start at A, go directly to B ,then C, like clockwork. Bam! It was perfect. How many of you know that nothing is perfect? I headed to A, ended up in D, had to change clothes to go back to section B and never got to  C. I ended up being a “hostage “ in area D. Nothing was going right. I went to the store three times for something that was pre-ordered. Then upon my third try I get a message saying they ran out of it. So, it was 5:00 and the store that was supposed to have it in the on my first trip no longer had it. There was no other way to get it and the other stores were closed. Really? I called around to get some help and right before the person on the phone tells me that they can't help me, the lady at the store says “ we just found it!” Then gave it to me, then my car overheated.  I had to turn th

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