Random Thing # 1. Thank you so much for your enthusiasm over the arrival of my book! It’s more fun when you can share your joys with friends!
If you’d like a sneak peak, you can read the first chapter at David C Cook. Enjoy!
Random Thing #2: I’m a terrible, no good, rotten friend. I forgot to thank my faithful friend, Gwen Smith, in my book for introducing me to my agent, Bill Jenson. A HUGE over-site on my part, and I feel horrible! Without Gwen, I may have never known Bill. I just knew she was going to break-up with me. Instead, she was gracious and forgave me. I should have known Gwen would be true to her character! So allow me to thank her now!
To my very good, kind, and gracious friend, Gwen Smith, thank you for believing in me, praying with me, and introducing me to Bill. It was my honor to journey with you through this writing experience. You made the trip fun, alive, and eventful! I have gleaned much from your life of faith and I’m more than thankful for your friendship!
Now, if you’ve never worshiped with Gwen, never read her devotions, or her NEW BOOK, “Broken Into Beautiful, then you’re in for a real treat!! She will bless your socks off!
Random Thing 3: Is it just me, or do you often feel your ovaries jump when you see a cute baby? I have three children. My oldest is out of the house and my other two are 16 and 12. For some reason, I suppose it’s because they are growing up, I’ve suddenly become attractive to babies.
The other day, I was sitting in the doctor’s office with my son and daughter. Sitting across from us was the cutest little boy I’ve ever seen—except for my two sons of course. He was so chubby he looked like he had been screwed together. I noticed his little hands were all dimpled as he reached into a baggie for another cheerio. All of the sudden, I felt my ovaries jump as if to say, “Don’t you want another one?”
NO!! I screamed back. But something is stirring inside of me. So I asked my teens, “Do you think it’s weird if I asked that mother to hold her son?”
“YES, we do” they replied collectively.
“Well, then, one of you better sit in my lap fast because I’m about to ask if I can.” I responded.
They thought that was weird, too, so they each gave me a hug. I took it. Any expression of PDA (public display of affection) from your teen is a good thing. Take it when you can!
I suppose the closest thing I’ll have to another child is when my grandbabies come along. Funny, but I can hardly wait!
Oh, no! It just dawned on me. Could these strange feelings mean that menopause is around the corner?!
Help me, Jesus!
Random Thing (what # are we on?) Oh, yeah, # 4: Please pray for me this weekend and for the ladies attending the event at Camp Linden this weekend. I’m looking forward to making new friends and drawing closer to the heart of God!
Also, pray for my husband, Pat, and me. We will fly into Orlando next Tue with our teens for a short vacation before speaking at a marriage conference nearby in Cocoa Beach. Marriage is my husband’s passion. We are looking forward to sharing our hearts, lives, and the lessons we’ve learned throughout our journey as a couple. In preparing for this conference, I was reminded that “Happiness in marriage is not about choosing the right partner. It’s about being the right partner.”
…again, Help me, Jesus!