Reverend William “Billy” Graham–Just As I Am
I met him once. Rev. Billy Graham.
It was a Monday night. A friend and I were on our way to Art Survey 101, and we had just reached the third floor. He rounded the corner from the hall, courteously dipped his head, and asked, “Would you know where the so-and-so office is?”
Okay, you know he didn’t really say, so-and-so. It’s been 25 years, and the tiny details are long gone. Suffice it to say, it was an ordinary question. And we gave an ordinary answer. “On the 2nd floor, just to your right.”
He thanked us kindly, and down he went.
But my friend and I? We were left staring.
“Was that who I think it was?” Continue reading
I wanted to be her Valentine
I wanted to be her Valentine.
A wonderful group of college peers had pulled together enough cash to let me fly home to see her. Back then, tickets were cheaper if you bought them 17 days in advance, so I counted my days and bought my ticket.
For Valentine’s Day.
Bags packed, I had a plan. My newlywed husband would drive me to school, we’d attend chapel, then he’d put me on a plane, and I’d surprise her as her Valentine. Or maybe she would be mine.
Ahhh…best laid plans and all of that… Continue reading
Okay, if you’ve been following my saga, you know today isn’t really “Day 1.” That was actually 18 months ago. Before my sprained ankle, before his hurt knees, before my broken nose….
…And one day after “The Promise.”
That was the day I learned it was all mental. And I was nowhere ready for an ACT in the sport. Continue reading
I don’t know that I’d ever heard the song before that particular morning. Leastwise, I hadn’t REALLY heard it, where it penetrated not only my thoughts but my soul and spirit. Continue reading
Can’t believe I did it—again.
For a person who loves to see words flow across the page, I sure get tripped up by the ones tumbling out of my mouth! Continue reading
I Still Do–even when we’re limping along
The goal was romantic. What I didn’t take into account were injuries. I guess I figured I’d be hurting. After all, I hate the sport.
But my husband loves it. It’s always been his release. So I never expected to be able to do more than him. Yet suddenly he was in major pain, and I was burning up the road.
That is until a few weeks before.
Then all bets were off. Continue reading
Light of the World
The Christmas story never grows old, does it? –Probably because it keeps speaking to us no matter where we are in life.
This week, I was honored to have some of those thoughts, “A Light in Our Darkness,” published as a guest post on BeautifullyBroken.blog (just below my bio 😉 ) Continue reading
Anybody else LOVING the colors of the season? I drive around town and just want to pull over every two seconds to take pictures! The only thing that stops me is I’m afraid people will start calling the cops because “this crazy lady is taking pictures of their yard.” That and the fact that sooner or later I need to get where I’m supposed to be going… Continue reading
Yes, we all know what the saying is supposed to be. For every door closed, there’s that opened window, right?
But what if there isn’t? Continue reading
For those of you waiting for news of our marathon training, it’s been uphill and down—perhaps more figuratively than literally because, hey, we live in the Midwest.
No, our town’s not as flat as some places, but once when my daughter was learning to drive, we had to practice proper wheel turns for parking on a hill—Uphill, turn your wheels to the left. Downhill, turn them to the right—Finally, I found a spot and told her to show me what to do. She pulled over, looked at the road, and said, “Ok, but does this hill go up or down?”
Our town is pretty flat.
Our running? Well, some days it’s pretty flat, too. Other days…mountains…valleys…even a few volcanoes in there. Suffice it to say, it’s still on the horizon.
But more about that at a later date—I promise!
First, I want to tell you more about this husband that I’m running with—not just in training, but in life. Continue reading