D3 – What Kind of Person Attracts You?

My husband.

I’m going to answer this from a different perspective than typical “attraction” – because my husband is so much more than my best friend, and he is really a blessing from God. I am thoroughly attracted to him, and I think that overall, that makes for such a short post in this particular contest.

So how about people I’m drawn to?

Grouchy old people. Okay, I’m a sap for elderly people in general – I love when they delight over babies, and small wonders, and I love how they strike up conversations about what once was. But I particularly love grouchy old people. I don’t know why, in fact, I often feel a sense of sadness over their grouchiness and bitterness. I always try to find a way to make them smile. I wonder, often, what trials made them so hard, and if that hard shell will crack and break and fall away before the end of their lifetime.

I am also deeply drawn to people who love Jesus fiercely and openly. They remind me to  be bold with my faith, focused in my pursuit of Christ, and they spread hope every where they go. I can’t help but be drawn to and inspired by them.

So how about you, what kind of person are you drawn to?


It’s That Time of Year

2017 is winding down, coming to its end – an end that has reached us much faster than I anticipated. This year truly has flown by – each passing year seems to go a bit faster.

With 2018 right around the corner, I am thinking about the changes I want to make in my life, how to be better next year than I have been this year, and of course, trying to plan a resolution (or ten). (I don’t really recommend ten resolutions, it’s hard enough to keep up with one.)

I pick a word each year to develop a character trait in my life. As 2016 was coming to a close and I was pondering much like I am now, I couldn’t decide on a word. I kept thinking of words that I wanted to assign to other people (namely my husband) but I couldn’t think of the “right” word for me. I was almost going to just settle on one – likely something that started with an “a” to begin an alphabetical character journey.

Despite the wax build up in my ears and my hard head, God kept nudging me, urging me to toward a word. When I finally grasped it, and subsequently, several verses that really made it ring true, I was overjoyed.


That word holds a deeper, richer meaning at the close of 2017 than it did at the beginning. I did not think I know the extent to which I would learn to lean on Him to keep me rooted through so many trials. I didn’t know how many times it would feel like everything was unraveling and one of the verses He gave me would be in front of me again, reminding me to be steadfast.

Don’t quit.

Don’t cower.

Don’t quit.

Don’t cower.

Don’t quit.

Don’t cower.

Over, and over, and over. God knew what this year would bring and He knew I would need to be focused on Him, and determined to be steadfast. I would need real staying power in parenting, marriage, business. I didn’t apply it to writing the way I could have, but I saw time and again how God was using my word to shape me.

My writing is, yet again, my focus as a year comes to an end. It seems it often is – because I know I will deeply regret having not written if I find myself closing the book that is my life, as opposed to the chapter that is 2017. (Not that I see that book closing anytime soon.)

I’ve started asking what my word should be for 2018. I think it needs to be something like consistent. Something to follow-up staying the course, but with some action to it – doing something. Not procrastinating.

Is there a word for not procrastinating?


A Golden Calf?

I’ve gone back and forth with whether or not I should share my thoughts on the kneeling football players. My thoughts aren’t going to be popular, but I think it’s worth speaking up over.

This debacle over players kneeling during the national anthem and kneeling while the flag is on display has brought out a very real heart issue. Many people are angry with these players for dishonoring a flag – yet they don’t speak up when someone dishonors God.

We’ve idolized the flag. We’ve idolized this country. Our idolatry has us valuing things in improper orders – in orders that do not honor God.

If you’re like me, you think of idolatry more in terms of when the Israelites made a golden calf while Moses was on the mountain. (Read about it in Exodus 32.) I almost scoff at this ridiculous story – the people worshiped a golden calf as though it had saved them from being slaves in Egypt. The thought is absurd to me. What can a golden calf save us from?

Fast forward to our present time, and the outrage regarding our flag has me realizing that people idolize, people worship this country and this flag. This shouldn’t be. America cannot save us. The flag cannot save us.

Only Jesus can do that.

If we posture ourselves in worship of our Lord and Savior, and we chase after Him, then we will more often get it right when it comes to how to treat others. Racial division goes against the very nature of God, the sacrifice of the cross, and the love Christ called us to show.

Next time you look at players that are paid ridiculous salaries to chase a ball around, kneeling on the field during the anthem- I urge you, before you let rage take over your logical brain, ask yourself this: when was the last time you were concerned about someone taking the Lord’s name in vain? Ask yourself when was the last time you were concerned with someone dishonoring God? As Christians our allegiance is to Christ, first. And our call is love our neighbors. We cannot love them if we cannot see past our rage.
(Remember not too long ago, we had a football player kneeling on the field to honor God, and he was endlessly shamed and ridiculed.)

I don’t know if I just like to walk the wire, or if there is really middle ground in all of this. I wholeheartedly support our men and women in uniform – whether military or police. I support the officers that are being put in really tough spots making decisions as best they can in threatening and volatile situations. I know police brutality is sometimes an issue, but more often than not, in the videos and stories I view, the officers are being threatened and are acting accordingly.

I also fully support equal treatment of HUMANS. Man or woman, no matter the color of your skin, I believe you should have the same opportunities to learn skills, develop trades, use those to make a fair living for yourself/your family. I believe you are entitled to being treated fairly. I also believe you are entitled to being treated the way you are behaving – if you are hard-working, honest, and fair, then you should be treated as such. If you refuse to work, and you chose to lie and cheat your way through life, you should be treated according to your behavior – no matter the color of your skin.

I am grateful for the sacrifices of men and women who have valiantly defended our freedoms and rights and our American way of life. Their sacrifices are innumerable and they have protected our way of life at the sacrifice of their own. I am forever in their debt.

I am also acutely aware of the fact that here in America we need to turn our hearts to God, we need to seek Him, and His will. We need to get back in the Word, we need to pray, we need to seek His heart in this tumultuous time in our country. I thank God that I call America home, and I think my fellow Americans should also thank God that this is our home. May we never idolize our country or flag in the face of our God.

In case you missed it because the news was so worried about football players, a shooting occurred in Tennessee at a church on Sunday. Read more about it here.