HEART'S CRY

Sex.  Can't live with it and can't live without it.  I can't believe I'm writing about this!  But, this has been an area of struggle and joy for me along all points of the spectrum. It is such a common thread in our lives. We crave it and reject it.  We allow shame, temptation, sin and hurt to taint it.  We bask in it and delight in it.  We produce and we grow in it. Sex.  Life's greatest mystery.  Two becoming one.  The combining of spiritual, emotional and physical needs.  The greatest non verbal communication!  Complete being with. Sex and marriage.  God's idea of fulfilling His plan in us and through us. Sex motivates.  Sex is a great motivator.  Those pesky natural drives that can trip us up before marriage and keep us together through marriage. Sex keeps our relationship honest.  What?   Sex seems to be a great thermometer of where we are spiritually, emotionally and in ...

My reflection today is on the number of good people exist and how much I take them for granted. I stopped to get a pop at a convenience store on the way back from work.  A dad and his son were chatting while getting fountain drinks.  The dad had grease covered jeans and a mischievous grin on his face.  "I spit on that cup," he quipped.  His son slightly embarrassed and slightly tickled at his dad turned away.  "That's o.k.," I said. "I don't mind."   "Now you can say it was used," he said.  Together they chuckled as they went out the door. A mom with her three elementary age kids were dragging in while I checked out.  She wore a nurses uniform and a weary authentic smile as they picked out "supper" for their busy night on the run. The three little babies turning to an experienced child care provider.  She is their touch point.  A secure launching point.  Her genuine laugh at the antics of the children in her ca...

Women, we have dropped the ball.  I am issuing a call to arms.   Call to arms is a "call to confront.  A call to defend against a takeover."   A call to stand up, dig in and push back.   A call to bow down, repent and wake up and pick back up the role God created for us. My heart is breaking.  Children are left to fend for themselves.  Walking the streets after dark.  Taking over their Mother's job of nurturing, protecting and providing.    Babies are set aside or set up in favor of recreation or for showing off.   Cosmetics and hair takes precedence over play and nurture of the babes of our own breast.  Partying with friends leaves children a lone while unsavory liaisons are built on the side.   While Moms are focusing on what they want or how they feel, kids are left holding the bag. And women, what the heck, confront your man.   If he is drinking, engage...

It was a cool night in Nebraska last night as I walked my dogs.  O.k., walking may not be the right description.   It was more waddling, sobbing and catching my breath. My youngest son leaves tomorrow for college.   I am thrilled, intrepid and sad.  Happy for the world to know this youngest son of mine.  Hopeful for him as he reinvents himself and follows the plans God has for him.  Aware of the struggles he will have and very sad and sorry for myself. Leaving the nest.  Empty nest. Or kicking out of nest are not terms I relate to.   Nope.  My boys are courageous and gifts.   I choose to see them as arrows shot from our bow.   Behold, children are a gift of the LORD, The fruit of the womb is a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, So are the children of one's youth. How blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them; They will not be ashamed When they speak wit...