We Need to Talk (FmF)


Hooking up with Lisa Jo Baker for Five Minute Friday. Prompt: ordinary

I’ve seen you before. I’ve looked into your eyes when you’ve looked away.

I see your hurt. But I want to tell you something.

You matter. You are important.

Sure, it probably doesn’t mean a lot coming from me. But it’s true.

I’ve come to understand some things in a new light.

You aren’t what you think you are—ordinary. The truth is you can’t be.

The maker of everything we see created you.

Purposely he chose each of your features.

He didn’t just haphazardly choose that nose, that mouth. They were handpicked with you in mind.

He gave you that hair. Those eyes that others look to.

And see your hands? They are capable of helping those who are feeling low.

I see you. And I know you don’t feel special, but you are.

The same God who hung the stars in place and named each of them. The same God who fashioned each snowflake to be unique.

He’s the one who made you.

And if that was’t enough, he gave you His Son. He let Jesus be beaten and tortured so that one day when you saw it for yourself, you would believe it. You would hold onto him forever.

I’m talking to you.

You—in the mirror.

I’m Sorry God (FmF)


Photo courtesy of Jessica Peterson

(Five minute Friday. Linking with Lisa Jo Baker. Prompt: Worship)


God, it’s me, your daughter. And I have a confession to make.

I’ve been sharing my worship with another. Well, actually more than one.

Yes, I’ve come and sat with others on Sundays to worship you.

But I didn’t come with a single heart. It was divided.

I sang the songs, I went through the motions, but my heart wasn’t on you alone.

I was worried. Silently I wondered how it would feel if I didn’t have these bills pressing on me.

I worshipped money.

I thought about what it would feel like to have a book that everyone read.

I worshipped prestige.

I wondered what those around me thought of me.

I worshipped the opinion of others.

It’s not that I didn’t think of you God. I did. I think highly of you.

It’s just that you don’t occupy all my heart. Not all the time.

You said to love you with all of my soul, and all of my mind and all of my strength.

I fail sometimes God.

And you are deserving of worship not just on days when I know all my bills are paid and things are moving along nicely.

But on those days when I have no clue what you are doing. How the next bill will be paid.

Thank you Lord, for being patient with me.

And help me to worship you with my whole heart. Not half of my heart.

In Jesus name, I pray. Amen.

Why you should read this little book


REAL LOVE COVER with shadow

The world is full of hurting people. I am one of them.

When you have losses in your life, you feel alone. Like no one cares. When you have one loss after another, it’s even harder to feel loved.

After losing my mom, my dad, and going through my sister’s disappearance and death, I had so many questions. Then I got angry. I pushed my anger down along with my questions.

How could I ask God questions when I was mad at him?

But I found out God was bigger than my emotions. He made my emotions and he could handle them.

I remember when my son, Nathan was three years old. I once closed the car door on his fingers. I’ll never forget his surprised look as he cried,

“Mom, why did you do that?”

He knew me enough to know I wouldn’t hurt him, and yet, I had hurt him. Badly.

We are going to be hurt in this life. People we love will die. But, that doesn’t mean we’re not loved.

Are you going through a hard time right now? Then you need to know you’re not alone.

You are truly loved. When I realized I was loved, it made all the difference in the world.

This little book I wrote is for anyone. It’s a book for everyone. It is my story of how I found real love. And if you’ve never experienced this love, I want you to know about it. And if you have experienced it, then share that with someone else.

Everyone needs to know they are loved.

You can download, “Real Love: Guaranteed to Last.” It will be free February 13.

Here’s the link.


You can also visit my website.


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