Bling It On!

I hope you get it because it's hard to vogue when a g'baby is tugging on you!

She wanted to see if I could Bling It on the seesaw.

I could not. 

I've decided that it's only because I was wearing a dress.

But because this ensemble only cost me $2.25...


(wait for it...  wait. for. it.)


I can afford to Bling It On Again!

And next time, I'm blinging my spirit fingers.

Oooohhh, scary...

Not because I didn’t brush my hair.

Not because I’m wearing a white blazer
in the middle of October.

Not even because I’m wearing feathers
in spite of my age!



Clearly, now. I ain’t skeered to just put myself all out there and such.  Clearly, right?

From the start of this whole blogging excursion, I’ve had a master plan, a big picture in mind. I’ve wanted to emphasize good stewardship, ministry, gratitude - to place more value on values than on attire.

My Master plan has been to do this for Him.

If I mean what I say, then I have to listen when He speaks.

Sometimes His speaking is in the form of a question.  "How many pairs of black shoes do you need?" 

Just for instance.

One of the voices in my head keeps saying, "You will not laugh. You will not cry. I will teach you." Uh, I don't know, man. Some of the other voices are laughing. And I definitely feel like crying. Because change is hard. And it can be scary.

The scariest of all - at least for me - is to give up the reigns.

What makes it worthwhile, however, is that while the process may be painful at times, in the end I'm left with joy, peace, and gratitude. 

I may not be the American Dream Blogger, but that's okay. This is really about me and God.  And after that, of course, I have all those voices in my head to keep me company!

Think I’m crazy?  I suggest you hold out a bit before making that decision.  After all, I haven't even worn the potty collar yet!

What I DIDN'T Wear Today...

My husband said he liked my ensemble...     
even though I reminded him of John the Baptist.

I believe one of my daughters actually used the word "hideous" but I don't care.  I still like my nice, hairy jumper.

My favorite was when friends at church asked if I was actually wearing the potty collar.




I DIDN'T wear the potty collar.  Today.  But its day is coming soon enough.  It's necessary for me to wear it and, if you know me at all, you know that I'm right about this.

Now I'm assuming you'll be wanting the low down so here it is:  I recently brought home a detached coat collar that must surely have made it here all the way from 1973.  Poor outcast thing needed a new home, a new purpose in life, so I set it down somewhere whilst I thought on it for a bit.  It didn't take very long to determine its purpose (what did Twain say about the second most important day of your existence?!)  That collar's mission was to make my honey into a RRR convert.  Without any coaching or direction whatsoever, here's how my husband re-purposed it:

You see that I have something to prove, right?

Now, just one. more. thing... so that you all might have a little more insight into how I wound up with this hairy, hideous, urban-wilderness-wandering vest - and with Terry - please watch this, one of the all-time greatest scenes from one of the all-time greatest movies, ever:

DIY Truth Project?

"Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free." John 8:32 (NIV)

Recently, I stumbled across a blog with the words "truth" and "bird" in the title. The page on my screen was beautiful and artistic, the colors and swirls all working together to lull the senses. The words themselves were poignant, alluring. But the truth is ... she had me at "bird."

There was a picture of the author and she was formidable. Yes, that’s what I mean. She was wearing rugged boots and a straw hat with feathers and bits of turquoise in its band. She had hippy hair and strong hands. This chic looked as if she could knock down an oak tree - with her thumb - and then whittle it into enough shoes for her entire village. Whittle it with her teeth, I mean, and while the local wildlife gathered round and together they would sing Kumbayah. That kind of formidable. I want to be just. like. her.

Lucky for me, it seemed, she was offering that very possibility. Were I to join her for an exciting, affordable, easy-to-follow course, why then! I could expect to finish as a brand new girl. I’d fully develop my creativity, tapping into my given giftedness. I would never waste time again because I would capture each day and woo it to be mine. I would make my own paper as well as the thoughtful gifts around which to wrap it. And through this process, my spirit could become free. My soul could be restored.

Uh, pump the brakes please.

There’s a lot of stuff for sale out there. Whether we’re looking to improve our poor time management skills, develop our creativity, or simply garner some self-esteem, the desire to self-improve is not wrong in and of itself. It is critical, however, that we aim for purity in the motivation. And after that, great care should be practiced when choosing our instructors.

How many times did Jesus say, "I tell you the truth..."? Who better to guide me?

"Teach me your ways, O LORD, that I may live according to your truth! Grant me purity of heart, so that I may honor you." Psalm 86:11 (NLT). What purer a motive could there be than to want to honor Jesus Christ in all that I do?

He, alone, has the power to "restore my soul." (Psalm 23:3)

"There are different kinds of spiritual gifts, but the same Spirit is the source of them all." 1 Corinthians 12:4 (NLT). How better to develop my giftedness than to seek the Source?

"Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one’s life for his friends." John 15:13 (NKJ). His love wins.

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And for that reason alone, 
"We escaped like a bird from a hunter’s trap. The trap is broken, and we are free!" Psalm 124:7 (NLT).

The truth is that I’m already free as a bird. Because I’ve accepted His offer. And His is free to all who simply ask.





Dear God, thank You for loving us, for leading us, for freeing us. Thank You for Your words of Truth. I pray that You will purify our hearts and help us to want - more than anything else - to be just. like. Jesus.