How Big Is A Foot?

Good morning!

I may have mentioned this before. If so, please forgive me. It comes with age. One of my favorite children’s books for teaching all four core subject areas to my students is How Big Is A Foot?. It is a delightful little tale about a king having the royal carpenter build a bed for the queen’s birthday, and the dilemma they get into because they do not know how to accurately measure. 

So, how big is a foot, you might wonder. Without a good standard of measurement, it depends on whose foot you are using as the measurement.

I recently was presented with two specific incidences to see just how big a foot was. I visited my father-in-law in Dallas and while there, he asked me if I could assist him in putting on his socks. Then my own father came in just yesterday morning, and asked me if I could assist him in trimming his toenails. 
They both are in their 80s. Bending over, seeing what you are doing, and using fine motor skills on your feet is a somewhat difficult task the older you get. But God has given me a servant’s heart, so I was more than willing to assist them both.  

How about you? Where do you see that you can serve others? How do you measure up? When it comes to assisting others. 

Are you willing and eager to lend a hand to others or are you the one always asking for others to help you?

Let’s all look for those opportunities around us to help others. They’re out there. Every day. Big and small. This week mine just happened to be feet. Something some may not want to touch. But not me! If you recall, even Jesus washed the feet of his disciples. What a labor of love! What an example to us all! None of us are too good to do any task.

So tonight, before I get ready for my New Year’s Eve date with my handsome husband, I’ll probably have a rendezvous with my own feet and a bottle of red polish. Just let me know if you need some too!

For by the grace given me I say to every one of you. Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, each according to the measure of faith that God has assigned.                                          Romans 12:3

Love and laughter,  



What’s In Your Bowl?

Good morning! 

It’s that time of year.

Not Christmas. That has past. But what follows. Bowl season. That time of year where TVs everywhere are tuned in to football.  Lots of football.  The best of the best. Each day brings a better game. Until the ultimate standoff. The Super Bowl. And lots of snacks. Lots of bowls filled with chips and dips as friends and family gather.

I have to chuckle at all the different names of the bowls these days. All based upon the locale or sponsor. 

Thursday night we watched the Camping World Bowl with my alma mater. OSU. And they won! Defeating Virginia Tech 30-21. Go Cowboys! 

Now I look forward to watching on New Year’s day as OU takes on Georgia in the Rose Bowl and Alabama plays Clemson in the Sugar Bowl. And planning my snacks. What delectable treat do I want to fill my bowl with on this day to please my husband’s palette?

The Camping Bowl ironically brought us lobster for our dining pleasure. I should have made my food more fitting to the Bowl. Hot dogs perhaps? After all, it was the camping bowl. 

Hmmm. Next comes Sugar and Rose. Sounds more like a valentine’s theme to me than football. Something manly of course should fill the bowl. Pinterest here I come! 

What is in your bowl? What comfortable go to snack do you whip together for just such occasions? Or are you one to search out new and different recipes to try for special events?

I’m a little of both when it comes to my style. I don’t let go of those tried and true favorites. But I love trying new ones. 

Let’s not let our faith be like our game day snack bowls. Let’s stick with the tried and true. We know it works. Let’s not run to other flavor of the day “religions” that come and go in the name of spirituality. Let’s make our bowls the golden bowls the bible speaks about. Let’s make our bowls full of the prayers of the saints. That’s the best thing to fill your bowls with, no matter the season!

Here’s praying your favorite team wins! LOL But more so, here’s to prayer! May your bowl full of prayers never run empty.

Now go enjoy some football!

Each one had a harp and they were holding golden bowls full of incense, which are the prayers of God’s people.  Revelation 5:8

Love and laughter,


Wear Your Word

Good morning! 

I’m a journalism major. I love words. Every new year I pick a new word to describe my upcoming year. It is usually based upon my current circumstances. It’s where I intend to focus my direction the upcoming year. I’ve made them into necklaces to wear around my neck. To remind me.

In the past I’ve used such words as simplify, relax, novatourient, renaissance, and illuminate.

This year my word is blessing. To be blessed means to have been endowed with divine favor. It also means to be joyful for having received that favor. To be blessed is to be favored, fortunate, privileged, or happy.

This past year I’ve truly been blessed. I have seen God’s favor in my life in so many ways. 

My youngest daughter even gave me the cutest little kleenex container for Christmas.  Hand made out of a Mason jar. Inscribed with the words “Bless You” upon it. I want to do just that…Bless YOU! 

This year I want to be a blessing, not just receive them! To others. Everywhere I go. Now don’t get me wrong, I love being blessed. Truth is I really don’t know how to handle it. It’s not been my norm for quite some time. But that never changed my faith or my love for my God.

A blessing is the act or words of someone who blesses. I want my words and actions to bless others.

How about you? Is it time for a little blessing to fall on your life or is it time for you to be the blessing?

Let’s all be a blessing to others! In the little things. Every day. It costs nothing! Yet it’s oh so simple to do. Always say thank you. Smile. Hold a door open. Help carry a package. Pray for others. 

Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Let others see the Christ in you.

Thank you for your love and support this past year my blog followers! You’ve blessed me with your likes and comments. ❤ Here’s hoping 2018 allows me to in turn be a blessing to you!

Blessed are those who fear the Lord who find great delight in his commands.                                          Psalm 112:1

Love and laughter,



Good morning! 

We just took a quick road trip to the Dallas area to celebrate Christmas with my husband’s family. It’s always a trip we look forward to taking.

Between Tulsa and Dallas, this is a familiar sight in both directions off highway 69 near Stringtown, OK.

It’s the landmark that marks the halfway point in our trip for me. It is also the site of the Mark H. Alford Correctional Center. It’s a medium security prison in Atoka County. Stringtown to most.

Over the years, tbroughout many trips to and from Dallas, while living there, working there, training there, watching soccer there, and now visiting my new family there,  it has always made me feel a little bit uneasy as I drive by.

Why is that? There’s certainly plenty of barbed wire and security surrounding it. 

I presume it’s because prisoners live there. People that live a way of life foreign to me. I’ve lived a very protected life. Sheltered from life’s darker side. I’m a rule follower. These are people who have not followed the rules. Who have made poor choices. Who have not followed the law. And have been caught at it. 

But haven’t I made poor choices myself every now and again? Certainly! We probably all have to some degree. But these are people that God still loves. And forgives. And so should we. 

Let’s all have a forgiving spirit. To those who have wronged us. No matter what the degree. It’s not for us to judge. And to those who have wronged others. Let’s offer them second chances. God certainly has done so for us. That’s what Christmas was all about!  Christ came to set us free! From sin. From imprisonment.  No lowly manger or prison walls can bind Jesus’ love.

Let’s accept him today, so we can escape being prisoners ourselves.

And just to be on the safe side, let’s still not pick up hitchhikers as we pass through that halfway landmark, Stringtown, Oklahoma.

God makes a home for the lonely, he leads out the prisoners into prosperity. Only the rebellious dwell in a parched land.                                                          Psalm 68:6 

Love and laughter, 



Good morning!  

My first day of winter break began bright and early with me in the dentist chair by 8:00 a.m. For part two of three to complete my dental implant. 

Merry Christmas to me from me! Stitches, an abutment screwed into my bone, and a credit card balance to match was not on my Christmas list for sure, but it had to be done. 

Several months prior I was flossing my teeth and my crown had popped off. It was a root canal tooth, the post was broken, and it was the only way I could replace it.  

Hopefully now you can no longer say I have a screw loose. 

An implant is the newest technique to permantly replace missing teeth. 

Implant means to insert, fix, make steadfast, embed, bury, lodge, place, or graft. 

That got me thinking. 

Let’s all “implant” Christ in our lives. Permanently embed him in our hearts for eternity. No stitches required. 

Thank you to my dental crew for keeping me in tip top dental shape. For “implanting” the necessary technology in my mouth. I love you guys! But greater thanks to Christ for implanting his spirit in my soul for all eternity.  

How about you? What do you need to implant? Might I suggest burying Christ in your heart today! 

My heart O God is steadfast, my heart is steadfast.                                        Psalm 57:7 

Love and laughter, 


What Every Wife Wants For Christmas 

Good morning! 

Of all my Christmas gifts, this has to be my favorite.  An email from my husband. Which I opened a few days early, as we were laying in bed reading the morning paper and drinking our coffee, I might add.

Naturally I opened it. After all, he thought it was a nice thing for me to see. I couldn’t wait. He has been known to occasionally send me emails with articles worthy of my attention. So here goes! 

I don’t know when I’ve laughed so hard. 

You see, the term fat and happy describes me to a T these days. Let’s face it. Everyone that knows me, knows I’m ecstatically happy! But I’m also fat. I prefer to think of it as fluffy. I’m prepared for winter. Ive got on my extra pounds for hibernation. My winter weight. 

I’ve put on weight since I got married. I eat and drink more. I worry less. And then there was the stress eating that came along with all the first year of teaching jitters. The curriculum to learn, lesson plans to write, and IEPs to keep up with. Sure, we walk the dog each evening. But that’s not enough. I’ve reached that age where my metabolism has just slowed down. 

When I opened it, this is what I saw.


“I’ve been hacked!” was my dear husband’s reply as I showed him the email. The Christmas present every wife dreams of receiving from her new husband I added! We both got a good laugh about it!

But it’s no laughing matter. Trust me, a few stitches in my mouth from my dental implant and a hacked email from my husband for a diet pill has me kicking my 2018 New Year’s resolution’s into high gear a little bit early. Excluding the piece of French silk pie I ate for breakfast Christmas morning. 

How about you? Have you begun your new year’s resolutions? 

Mine, obviously, is to lose weight! For sure! But the easiest way to do so is to shed a few unnecessary habits as well while I’m at it. 

Let’s all lighten our load at this time of year. Shed those bad habits and sin that are weighing us down. Along with the weight. So we can be our utmost best self we were created to be. And pick up the burden of Christ in their place. It’s light. Try it on for size. 

Happy new year! Here’s to new year’s resolutions we can all accomplish! 

For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.                                                Matthew 11:30

Love and laughter,


Merry Christmas!

Good morning! 

Merry Christmas! 

My gift to you this Christmas morn is the Christmas story. May you read it and enjoy! No other words necessary.

18 Now the birth of uJesus Christ5 took place in this way. vWhen his mother Mary had been betrothed6 to Joseph, before they came together she was found to be with child wfrom the Holy Spirit. 19 And her husband Joseph, being a just man and unwilling xto put her to shame, resolved to divorce her quietly. 20 But as he considered these things, behold, yan angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream, saying, “Joseph, son of David, do not fear to take Mary as your wife, for that which is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. 21 She will bear a son, and zyou shall call his name Jesus, afor he will save his people from their sins.” 22 bAll this took place cto fulfill what the Lord had spoken by the prophet:

23  d“Behold, the virgin shall conceive and bear a son,

and they shall call his name eImmanuel”

(which means, God fwith us). 24 When Joseph woke from sleep, he did as the angel of the Lord commanded him: he took his wife, 25 but knew her not until she had given birth to a son. And ghe called his name Jesus.

Love and laughter,