The big boss said to the little Boss (who happens to be bigger than the big boss), "Let's quit work an hour early and go fishing."
So they did.
(I'd say that's a pretty awesome boss.)
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Author Archives: Chayli
My Proverbs 31 Mom
Who can find a virtuous woman? for her price is far above rubies. (Proverbs 31:10)
My dad was the one looking, I wasn’t. I just came into this world and spent most of my years in it taking for granted the virtuous woman who is my mom.
Today’s her birthday. And I don’t take her for granted anymore. ...continue reading
Be Impulsive. Within Reason. Of course.
Scaring someone who's mowing the yard with a push mower is generally not a good idea. Especially not when you're wearing socks. Especially not when said yard is grassy, wet, and muddy.
But some impulses are irresistible. (Or at least they seem that way.) And the ensuring yelp and leap in the air are completely worth it. ...continue reading
The Blessings of Today
Every day I am blessed. Today I took a little more notice of those blessings. . .
“God is just as good when you are wearing a rain coat.” A quote from my wet, hard-working, optimistic husband. Perhaps that quote is what made me start looking for the blessings.
I realized again this morning that I do my devotions just like my mom does, and without even thinking about it when I first started. . . reading My Utmost for His Highest and the Bible at the kitchen table in the morning. Thanks, Mom. . .
We’re trying not to drink so much coffee, but Eric had a cup at Pilot. So I had a cup at home. And I was happy. ...continue reading
That My Glory May Sing Praise
No one lives a perfect life. Each smile has a past, some darker than others.
I remember days of darkness. I remember telling my sister it felt like it followed me. I remember one Sunday night after church when I told my dad I was leaving and proceeded to do just that. I remember the despair and the hopelessness. I remember the tears.
I do not dwell on those days now. They are forgiven. They are replaced with days of light, days where I follow the Light instead of the darkness following me. But I have to think of them sometimes.
And when I think of them, I have to say thank You. Dark pasts do not become bright presents without the help of the Father. Sin is not forgiven without the cleansing blood of the Son. And victory does not remain without the presence of the Spirit.
So this is my thank You, to the One Who brought me from darkness to light. To the One Who continues to hold me.
"Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: Thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; to the end that my glory may sing praise to Thee, and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks unto Thee for ever." (Psalm 30:11-12)
He is so good.
