What I did on my summer vacation!!

I finished my undergrad Bible degree this summer and had the privilege of working at my home church as a ministerial intern (the oldest on record, I do believe!!).

In light of that news, here’s what I did on my summer “vacation.”

I worked.  A lot. 

I also laughed with people and cried with people. I visited our senior saints in the nursing home and was highly blessed for having been there. I taught children’s church weekly and was challenged and blessed for having been there. (Kid hugs are THE BEST!) I taught a ladies’ class and rejoiced and mourned. I also figured out that parenting really doesn’t get any easier just because your kids are grown…

I helped at a wedding and some funerals. I fed people. A lot. I answered the phone and ran lots of copies. I ran errands for lots of people. I said the right thing sometimes and I was a hurtful jerk at others. I prayed with a lot of people and was blessed. 

I learned from my pastors and from my coworkers, and I am eternally changed for the privilege. I made new friends and renewed older friendships. 

As with the other staff, I got there early and stayed late. As with the other staff, I worked six days a week most weeks. 

I learned how many people give so sacrificially of their time and resources and was humbled that they would do that – for YEARS!

In summary, I worked. A lot. However, in the process, I was infinitely more blessed than I blessed. I received far more than I gave. I learned a great deal more than I taught. I rejoiced more than I grieved, and I witnessed God’s amazing, boundless, unconditional, eternal love up close and personal. 

I am grateful beyond measure and forever changed.





First, kill all the sugar!!!

OH. MY. GOODNESS!!!!!  I have become one of those terrible blogging people who has great intentions and then falls ALL APART when real life happens.  But, I’m back, for now…

Tomorrow, I shall give you one of those horrid “What I did on my summer vacation” essays, but here’s what I have for you for now.

There is a prayer that goes like this:

Dear Lord,

So far today I’ve done all right. 
I haven’t gossiped, cursed, or lost my temper. 
I haven’t been greedy, grumpy, nasty, selfish or over indulgent. 
I am really glad about these things.

But, in a few minutes Lord, 
I am going to get out of bed, 
and from then on, 
I’m probably going to need a lot more help.

Thank You, 
In Jesus’ Name 


Here is my version:

So far today, Lord, I have not consumed any!!

I’ve had no Heath bars. 

I have not beaten up any little girls to get their chocolate chip cookies (gluten free, of course).

I have not gone face first into any Moose tracks ice cream.

I have not sneaked into the kitchen and eaten straight out of the brown sugar bag. (Yes, I’m that disgusting!!)

I have not bathed in sweet tea or installed an IV so that it can be pumped directly into my bloodstream. 

BUT I’m fixin’ to get out of this here bed now and all bets are off as to my behavior if I am subjected to the granular white heroin.  So Your help is appreciated! 


I’m trying to make some healthier choices with my life and I’m just thinking that eliminating the 14 pounds of white sugar a day might be a good start. (It’s possible that 14 pounds is a slight exaggeration – see the previous post regarding “The Red-Headed Mississippi Embellisher.”)  I have a couple of upcoming posts regarding these changes, but here’s the start for today.  I’m even going to include a Willy Wonka reference, so stay tuned!