The Titus 2:4 Project - Women Mentoring Women

Oh my gracious!  I am so excited... I found a NEW book in the Bible today!!  Let me explain... I've been feeling a little stagnant lately...like the icky pond in my front yard - yeah...just like that.  And when you feel that way and you KNOW that you feel that way, it's so frustrating.  It's like having a third-person view of your own life...almost like watching a movie of yourself; and you can see yourself slipping, sliding, falling away from where you want to be.  Or like watching yourself turn left when Jesus kept going straight ahead.  It's more frustrating than trying to tie your shoes with one hand.  Pretty soon, you just want to throw your hands up and scream. So I've been watching this happen for a few days - and I really think that the ability to recognize this process is a sign of maturity, so I praise God for it.  But today, I had finally had enough.  I was determined to claw my way back up the mountain, through the mud and bac...

How many times have you been standing in the kitchen, up to your elbows in dishwater, damp dishtowel draped over one shoulder, and a pile of last night's dinner dishes teetering precariously on the counter beside you, when one of your children strolls in, rather nonchalantly and says, "Whatcha doin'?"  You pause briefly, raise one eyebrow and either a) bite your tongue and smile sweetly, responding, "nothin'...what are you doing?" (This response can be found in the How to be the MOM of the Year manual.) or b) you quip, "Baking a cake! What does it look like I'm doing?"  (thus loathing the sound of your own voice coming out of your mouth.) Sarcasm stinks.  But that's not the lesson I want to share today...we'll talk about that another day.  What I want to address today is the rhetorical questions that people ask.  Often we lovingly refer to them as 'stupid' questions.  I went to Dictionary.com and looked up the word rhe...

I kicked the habit yesterday...for 14 hours anyway. I didn't mean to...but I accidentally left my phone at home when we left in the morning, and we didn't have time to turn around and get it.  It was a bit unnerving at first but since I was driving, I couldn't have used it much anyway.  My husband sat beside me playing solitaire on his phone while our 15-year-old was in the back seat scrolling through videos on some app that he likes.  Once we met up with our friends, I became a backseat passenger and almost missed my phone - but my friend and I enjoyed real, face-to-face conversation for the 48 mile ride to the MWXC race that my boys were racing in.  The races are always a fun day.  Hundreds of fans and racers tailgating in cornfields along a marked track where dirt bikes would zip by sending dust and mud flying through the air.  We typically set up our shade tents a few feet off the track where the boys can easily pit for gas and water....