In the early 90’s, there was a bumper sticker popular among concert crowds. It contained three words with one direct message. Mean people suck. At first glance, I kind of liked it. I could get behind an anti-mean movement. When I gave the statement a little more thought, I wrestled with the contradiction. Saying mean…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Behind every win is some sort of loss. You may not see it in others, but it’s there. Sure, the trophy is shiny and catches the eye, but it’s a momentary euphoria. The win is often a summation of losses, heartaches, and victories. You have to push through opposition to get to opportunities. So often,…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
hIt was an unexpected statement that left a lasting impression. While pushing the grocery cart and collecting all the necessities, my two young children would engage in ordinary chit-chat. They would occasionally deviate from their conversation to beg for a bag of powdered doughnuts or candy. {Bless all the people that grocery shop with littles…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
It’s no secret that I LOVE bacon. If I make six slices of bacon, I want all six slices. When we are out of bacon, I feel anxious. I’m sort of exaggerating, but not really. As I type these words, I have four packages of bacon in my refrigerator. Please don’t try to fool me…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
Wearing a disguise, pretending to be someone/something else, and escaping the ordinary daily routine was my favorite part of Halloween as a child. The distinct scent of plastic costumes was second only to the smell of a new iron-on t-shirt from Peggy’s Top Shop. Along with my sisters, we collected candy in pillowcases, stayed out…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
I love denim. If one pair of jeans is good, then 10 pairs is obviously better. I might own denim shirts in a variety of colors. If a girl could marry denim, this one already did. Tracking with me? I used to think this obsession {let’s just call it what it is, friends} was contained…… Continue reading Moment of Truth Monday
One night, while curled up on the couch, my husband entered the room talking about an email he opened. He used words that sounded ill-fitting and unfamiliar. Devotional. Two more contributions. He noted the confusion on my face and invited me to come read the email myself. The next several moments unfolded in slow-motion. My…… Continue reading Exciting Announcement
4,380. I am not a numbers girl. Numbers are only important to me in terms of the temperature and percentage off sales. I wish I was kidding. I’m not. Last night, that changed a bit. I was invited to speak at a local ministry that has a transitional living center for homeless families. I spent…… Continue reading 4,380 Days of Waiting
The temperature has been unseasonably warm, the mosquitos have yet to die, and I’m feeling out of sorts. You know the times you want to bury your head in the sand and only emerge when everything is right? I am in one of those seasons. I used to think burying your head was a sign…… Continue reading Ever Feel Like Burying Your Head in the Sand?
So often I can’t understand the struggles of my fellow man. I try to sympathize with my friend that struggles with eating habits, but because I’ve not struggled with that myself, my efforts feel somewhat forced. Another friend is highly allergic to an everyday food and I give my sweet expression, “I can’t imagine,” without…… Continue reading It’s Time to Break Up With This Phrase
Alyssa DeLosSantos 