My husband and I were in the mall. He was getting his watch fixed. I needed to sit down so I went back into the mall. Suddenly I realized I was talking to myself. Out loud. When I went home, I wrote this poem. Little old lady, sitting all alone, Talking to herself, ’cause she doesn’t have a phone. No one to call, there’s nobody home. One by one they left her, and now they’re all gone. Gone are the…..
A friend asked how I survived the events I wrote about in my book, “Choosing Life.’ Believe me, what I wrote about was the tip of the iceberg. We’ve all heard about “a stitch in time saving nine.” Well, a laugh in time can save your life. I found a way to laugh at just about anything. Laughter keeps you from taking yourself and everything else too seriously. My struggle with the temptation of suicide started at ten years old. …..
My “To Do” list for when I get to Heaven is growing. The first hundred years, I want to stand on the Mount of Olives overlooking the New Jerusalem and praise God for His faithfulness and loving kindness and mercy to me. Then I have to find Ezekiel. I have to tell him that I read his book, and that what he said set me free from believing that I was under a curse from my father. I don’t know…..
Too heavenly minded, and no earthly good. We’ve all heard it. It strikes fear in our hearts that we could become so interested in things that are “holy” that we will become genuine oddballs to our friends and family. I remember the first time I heard the message that Jesus’ death on the cross was payment for our sins and that we needed to ask for His forgiveness and accept that payment for ourselves personally. I had just graduated from…..
To pray or not to pray, that is the question. It’s a question I have grappled with since I became a believer in Jesus. In “Choosing Life,” I told you about my dysfunctional family. I may have been the scapegoat, but the destructive force in our lives was my father. It was in my mid-twenties that I decided to believe that Jesus was real and that He was my only hope. My first prayer for my father was that he…..
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…..
The last thing I expected to do was to finish writing “Choosing Life.” I had written the first chapter of a book a few dozen times. Then I would put it away in a file to be forgotten forever. And so it was after I wrote the first chapter of this book. The next day, however, I woke up with an idea. By the end of the day, the second chapter was completed and filed away with the first chapter……