A young girl told by an angelic being that she has been chosen to give birth to the Savior of the world. I can only imagine what that was like to absorb! I am sure there must have been fear about what her fiance’ would have to say about the news? In a moment Mary was informed she was an integral part in God’s plan to save you and me and her whole world would never be the same. Continue reading “A Baby Changes Everything!”
The other day, while driving in my car, I was listening to Bing Crosby on the radio, as he sang the words of that famous little drummer boy, “I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum That’s fit to give the King…”. The lyrics got me to thinking…imagine with me that you are on a journey to meet the Baby Jesus, the long awaited King and Savior of the World. Of course besides the overwhelming joy and honor of being part of such a momentous occasion, my mind can’t help but jump to another detail…what gift do I bring to the party? I would want to have the perfect gift and I am doubting I would find it in the latest advertising pages or on-line store…The pressure! Continue reading “The Perfect Gift”
I’m not good enough, probably not a popular statement, in a day and age, where it is widely touted that “the power is within you”, “all you have to do is believe”. It’s also probably not how I would recommend starting off a self-esteem conversation with a friend that needs an encouraging word. But, what I’m talking about isn’t a put down or a berating of yourself, it’s a reality check.
Confession time again…I have spent much of my life attempting to be good enough. I have worked long and hard and given it my best. I have attempted to prove my worthiness to those that love me and sometimes even to those that don’t appear to care for me all too much. Oh, the energy I have expended trying to create an impressive record for myself. Continue reading “I’m Not Good Enough”
I remember my dad saying to me multiple times growing up, “no child of mine is going to be an ingrate”! Is that even a word? Either way, I knew exactly what he meant and I knew that he also meant my attitude needed some adjusting and a little thanks and gratitude were in order. I would love to say that I now have this lesson down pat, but I regret to say, I still suffer from a less than pleasing attitude from time to time. Continue reading “Learning To Count”