Thoughts and Other Things

I am such a hoarder. I have SMS’s from 2013! I realized this when my sghedlemba (Nokia C3) wouldn’t receive any messages because the storage was full. Before I could receive any new messages, I had to delete some old ones. This got me thinking. Sometimes we have a hard time receiving and keeping new things that new seasons in our lives bring us because we are still held up on past times. When I read these texts from all those years ago, I felt loved, and warm and fuzzy inside, and I guess I kept them for so long because that’s how they made me feel the first time I read them. But I hadn’t come back to read them since, so me keeping them hadn’t been so useful after all. We hold on to things mostly because of the emotions we attach to them. If you’ve watched Clean House, you know what I’m talking about. People there hold on to the most useless items simply because of the memories they’ve attached to them. It’s usually only at the end of the show that they realize holding on to all

Meet my plant. This green beauty with white treasures has taught me a valuable lesson: everything responds to being taken care of. I bought it last year for my office and wasn’t paying it much attention. I’d forget to water it and prolonged transplanting it to a bigger pot. I recently bought her home and transplanted her, and I’ve kept her in my room instead so I’d water her more regularly. And as you can see, she is flourishing. All she needed was a little TLC. This is not only true about possessions like plants, but it’s also applicable to relationships, whether with others or self. I’ve seen it with my relationship with self. A few months ago my doctor suggested I start exercising (dancing to the Fitness Marshall videos didn’t count in his books). I was a bit taken back. Here was a rather chronic condition and the man was suggesting I jump rope to help ease it. I was sceptical but I was also desperate, so I joined the group class at my local gym.  Guess what? I saw improvement i

I had a fabulous time sharing on this subject at our women’s service this weekend that I thought I’d share some of it with you guys. Grab your Bible and dig in! I am one who is very sceptical about money making schemes. I don’t believe in quick money, I subscribe to the motto “easy come easy go.” In recent years many methods of making money have been introduced, different from the traditional means of generating money. I follow discussions and interviews about these new methods and system almost in fear because I’ve seen and heard of people who’ve lost their monies in most of them. But it’s a different story when it comes to hearing God talk about financial issues, simply because to me He is a trusted source and I know that His system will never fail.  We started off our study by looking at Scriptural evidence that women handled ‘currency’ and were involved in various forms of trading. One would think that in the social context in which biblical women existed in, they woul

I finished my first book for the year this morning. Yeah, I know, a little behind schedule. I’ve read Karen Kingsbury before and the theme of this book, Even Now, seemed similar to the one I read before but I went ahead and read it, and I’m glad I did. A tale of lost love is always a gripping tale, but one thing in particular caught my attention in this story, the way in which the parents made a terrible decision concerning their children, complicating their lives in the most extreme way. The teenage girl in the story falls pregnant at seventeen by her highschool sweetheart, a year before their senior year. Out of aims of salvaging their future, the parents want the baby given up for adoption. When the kids refuse to budge, they feel they have no other choice than to separate them, so the boys family moves away. The girl resents her parents for their part in the plan, and when she thinks her baby is dead, she leaves home to go find her lover. But the baby didn’t die. She lived to