Constant Love?

Yesterday was a bad day. There were too many disappointments to number. When I woke up this morning, my head was still swirling. I felt like all the emotions that I was dealing with were too much to bring to God, too much to pray about, and why do I want to bother God with … More Constant Love?

“I cling to hope in Christ. At the same time, I find myself asking what God is trying to tell me.”

The above quotation was a response from a fellow blogger, Tony Roberts.I wish I could take credit for it…because it expresses the way I feel on just about every day of my life. Also known as IndyTony, he has been following the Lord’s leading to publish his memoirs while dealing with Bipolar. I myself, have … More “I cling to hope in Christ. At the same time, I find myself asking what God is trying to tell me.”

I sold my Fat Jeans on eBay and now I want them back

**** REBLOGGED from 2013 **** I’m one of those folks who has been on/off a diet her whole life. Yes, I’ve done them all. Last year, my husband and I did have good success with Weight Watchers. We attended the weekly meetings (aka “Date Night“). We worked out at the gym Monday through Friday. We … More I sold my Fat Jeans on eBay and now I want them back

Common

Today I went through an experience of extreme fear overtaking me. Things from the past came flooding into my memory. It was very overwhelming and, to use an overused word: terrifying.  Usually when I feel emotions this strongly, I find some food and stuff the feelings back down. The fear is too much; I feel … More Common

Food is my frenemy

I ate too much pumpkin pie last night. I woke up at 4 am with pain in my stomach. I did it again. I punished myself by overeating. Why am I craving pumpkin? Is there a nutrient in the pumpkin that I need? Or am I brainwashed by the pumpkin spice latte commercials? Is it … More Food is my frenemy

My First Memory

We had just moved into our new house in August of 1964, and I was 4 years old. The electrical outlets did not have covers yet. I was alone in my room, and for some reason decided that it was a good idea to stick a fork into the outlet. The pain of the electrical … More My First Memory