I admit it. I like talk radio. I’m not one for podcasts, I like the odd documentary, and I stopped watching the news about the time my twins were born. But I still love to listen to talk radio. I grew up cutting my teeth on the likes of Rush Limbaugh, John MacArthur, NPR, Dr. Laura, and Paul Harvey. In recent years, my listening has broadened to local radio pundits, Al Mohler, Ben Shapiro, Alistair Begg, and Dr. Tony Evans….
So it rained today. I’m not talking a warm, summer rain. Nor am I talking about a drizzle. I mean rain. Weather. The kind of rain that makes you want to stay in bed, under the covers with copious amounts of hot tea and cake and a stack of novels. The kind of rain that makes you want to go and re-read Genesis, just to remind yourself that God doesn’t plan to kill the world by flood ever again. The…
Hot black tea (always Lipton here!), a little sugar, a little cream. A small (or big!) slice of cake. Take out the fancy plates and cups because they should be enjoyed, not just sitting gathering dust on a shelf waiting for the perfect moment. A good book, with a simple plot. Or maybe it’s you quiet time with God. Hopefully something that takes you away from the stress of the day and gives you some space. Talking with your kids…
Wade in the waterWade in the waterChildren wade, in the waterGod’s gonna trouble the water It was a song we learned back in junior high. I was in 7th or 8th grade, attending a public school and we had one of those all-school choir festivals. The soloist stepped up to the platform and sang out in her rich alto tones, taking everyone’s breath away. It was a song that was sang by slaves in the American South. They sang many…
So this month is National Novel Writing Month. Or, as we scribblers like to call it: NaNoWriMo (Nah-No-Rye-Moh). This program is in it’s 20th year. Wow! Since I’ve been penning typing up my fabulous children’s book series this summer and fall (available here), I thought it would be good to get out into the public and do a few writer-friendly events. The purpose behind NaNo- is to write fifty thousand words in thirty days. To give you an idea of…
As I type this, I can tell you, it’s been a week. Not my personal best. I’ve been struggling with a cold that seems to want to go straight to my chest, and three of my four daughters are right at the age where they want to express themselves and assert themselves in ways that could be termed “extreme.” I remember being that age. From age 11 until 15 I was so unsure of myself and had so many hormones,…
I’m not a morning person. Like, really, really not a morning person. I have family who is, but not me. To compound things, I have a Hubby who works nights, has worked them over 13 years, and intends to continue working nights until the day comes when he retires and we proceed to the next part of our lives. But that’s another story for another day. Ahem. So I write books now. It’s a thing. It wasn’t supposed to be…