One Little Word

Instead of making New Years resolutions in 2014, I’m choosing One Little Word. I’ve seen several people talk about One Little Word on various blogs. I did some research and discovered that One Little Word began in 2006 when Ali Edwards decided to choose one single word to become her focus for the upcoming year, and today One Little Word has grown into a movement of people looking to integrate their particular word into their daily lives. Check out Twitter and Instagram with the hashtag #onelittleword.

My word for 2014 is SPACE. I need it for myself. And, I need to give it to others. During the coming year I want to find the space I need to occupy; the space that is exactly what God wants for me. I don’t know what that space looks like. It may be smaller or larger. It may be in a totally different in location. It may mean giving more space to people in my life. It may mean including others in my space. Or, it could mean the more painful task of separating myself from the familiar and comfortable relationships of today.

As Ali says, “And what do you do with this one little word? You live with it. You invite it into your life. You let it speak to you. You might even follow where it leads. There are so many possibilities.”

My word is Space. Do you have a word?


Tomorrow night it happens. The moment she’s been working toward since kindergarten. My daughter graduates from Sam Houston State University with a degree in Math Education. I am so very proud of her. And I find it hard to believe that she’s really graduating and will be teaching after the holidays.

It was just yesterday that I brought her home from the hospital. I can still picture the 2-year-old red-head that cried when I dropped her off at the daycare. As a first grader, she reminded her teacher of a smurf with her long red hair and bright blue dress. I remember the excitement when she was selected for the Katy ISD Children’s Honor Choir in elementary school and her first band concert in junior high. Her Dad would ooh and ah over how well she played the marimba during the fall marching season her freshman year. She was all girl and had her daddy wrapped around her little finger. The vision of the young woman who refused to cry at her Daddy’s funeral because she wanted to be strong for me is forever etched in my memories.

Gracie has never shied away from anything. She was a percussionist in the Gold medal drum line, a volley ball player, a basketball player, a state ranked wrestler and a singer. She’s stubborn, determined, bossy, organized, funny, beautiful and a blessing in my life. I am excited about her future and where she will go with her life.

Tomorrow, we will celebrate Gracie and her accomplishments. For the second time, I will stand alone and watch her walk across the stage to accept a diploma and wish that her dad was standing with me. I’ll smile and laugh and probably cry a little. Tomorrow, Gracie Graduates.



Change. I avoid it. I run from it. I complain about it. It makes me anxious. It upsets my routine. It makes me give up my safe routine and experience something new. I don’t like it.

So, why am I craving something different, something new: a change?
When did the “rut” that is my safe secure place become boring and unsatisfactory?

For months now, I’ve felt that there’s something just outside of my grasp. Something new. Something meaningful. Something important. It’s stirs my soul with the anticipation of a child on Christmas morning.

There’s some purpose for my life that God has yet to reveal. I don’t know what it is. I honestly don’t have a clue at this point. But, my heart is being prepared of a change. This time, I promise not to run or hide. I’m ready, God. Send me.

The gift of Friendship

Life is so busy. There is so much to do and it never seems to end. So, a few hours to share coffee and quiet conversation with a close friend is a treasure, a special gift.

Today’s world focuses on instant happiness and the latest BFF. Deep and lasting friendships are the result of time and commitment. Friends take the opportunity to share burdens and joys, to laugh at the absurdities of life, to expose the love that binds true friends.

Sadly, true friendships are exceedingly rare. Self idealization prevents the connections necessary to build lasting relationships. Fear of exposing the “real me” handicaps every relationship. Trust, commitment and time are necessary to build deep and lasting friendships.

We are told in John 15:13 “Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one’s life for his friends.” What are you willing to give for your friend? Your life? Your time? Does the love of a dear friend out weigh the cost?

When you learn the value of a beloved friend you will guard it ferociously. You will understand the gift that God has given to you, the picture He is painting of His great love for us. You will cherish the moments for the gems they are. The special treasure that is friendship.