We all know those people who are totally involved with themselves. No matter what happens, they interpret each event as it relates to them. It doesn’t matter that they may be lacking in manners or empathy or respect for others. I know people who do not ask the question “What have you done for me?” Instead they ask, “What have you done for me lately?” No matter how much you do for them, it is never enough. And, when the…..
Back in the day, Loretta Young had a TV sitcom. On one of the shows, during a cocktail party, the question was asked “Who are you?” Most of the people responded with their names. Some answered with their occupations: doctor, plumber, accountant. One woman answered “I am a child of God.” Everything stopped. All attention was on her. In those days, it was acceptable to speak of your Christian faith wherever you were. And, of course, her answer was profound……
Our Japanese neighbors are going home. They lived next door to us for the last 4 years. We didn’t hear much from them. They were a very quiet family, a mother, a father, a son and a daughter. All were very accomplished and thrived here in America. When my husband told me they were leaving, he commented that they would miss all this open space here in Arizona. I told him that “home” always calls to us. No matter how…..
If you studied economics, you know about the TANSTAAFL theory. It you didn’t study economics, you know this instinctively. TANSTAAFL: There Ain’t No Such Thing As A Free Lunch. Somebody is paying. If someone is receiving food stamps, they are not free. The government does not “make” money. It does not “earn” money. It takes money away from someone to give it to someone else. Someone is paying taxes. And, if someone is receiving something for “free,” they are paying…..
In “Choosing Life,” I told you that my first husband was a violent man. It started with a slap across the face that knocked me down. It went on to a punch aimed at my one year old who wouldn’t sit down in the back seat of the car: his first black eye. Then when my son was three and a half, he walked in front of the TV during a football game. My soon to be ex punched him,…..
In “Choosing LIfe,” I told you that I was in my twenties when I began to believe that Jesus was real. It took another twenty years to believe that the devil was real. The best tactic an enemy can use against us is to convince us that he doesn’t even exist. When I realized that the devil exists and is wrecking havoc in the world, a lot of things started to make perfect sense. Evil exists, and it does real…..
I like to write, that’s why I wrote “Choosing Life.” Words are the tools of my trade. Words are powerful. Remember, “The pen is mightier than the sword.” “In the beginning was the Word.” At the Great While Throne Judgment, we will have to answer for “every idle word.” That indicates that words, and their meanings, are very important to God as well as to us. The Politically Correct crowd love to change the meaning of words. We can’t call…..
In “Choosing Life,” I told you about my dysfunctional family. Both my mother and my father were damaged people. They disowned me in 1975. In 1980, my father left my mother for a woman younger than me. My mother had been a diabetic since 1943. so my father left a very sick woman. He drained her bank accounts. I re-established contact with her when I learned that my father left. In 1987, her kidneys failed. I brought her into my…..
When I was a baby, I was “Christened.” Only my mother and I were there. So, when I accepted Christ as my “Savior,” I didn’t want to be baptized. After all, I had been “Christened,” and that was enough for me. However, as I progressed further and further in my Christian life, I became more and more uncomfortable with that position. In “Choosing Life” I described a time in my life when I struggled to get free from spiritual bondage. …..
In “Choosing Life,” I told you that I was a single parent raising two boys. When I bought our house, I bought it because it had three bedrooms and the garage had been converted into a pool room complete with a pool table. I didn’t even look at the kitchen. I don’t cook. The boys would bring their friends over to play pool. I would sit in the family room, with the door to the pool room open. I had…..