True Story: I Was Inspired By A Bank Robber

This is going to sound crazy. Really crazy. But it’s true…so that should surpass all understanding, right? This spring, I had the opportunity to sub for a fellow instructor at the college who was out due to illness. The subbing wasn’t difficult, all I had to do was take attendance, and sit back and relax because they had a guest speaker. Her name was Mandy.

She is a former bank robber.  Continue reading

His Comfort

I am pleased to participate in Five Minute Friday, a community of writers who, at the release of one prompt, write and publish a blog post about that prompt. And the catch for the writers is this, we can only write for five minutes. It takes planning, it’s takes diligence, and it takes mad editing skills. This week’s prompt is comfort.

When I hear the word comfort, I think of two things. 1. Mashed potatoes (as in comfort food favorites that we usually find at the Thansgiving dinner table), and 2. Death. Mashed potato goodness is obvious, but let’s talk about death. When someone in my family has been terminally ill, I’ve always heard the phrase “let’s provide comfort during this transition to heaven.” And then when the person does pass away, I’ve heard, “let’s provide comfort to the family an close friends of the deceased.” I know there are many other uses for the word comfort, and my mind probably does eventually cross those other meanings, but in the beginning it’s about mashed potatoes and death.

Keep in mind, I do realize that there are many comfort foods served at Thanksgiving, but mashed potates happen to be my favorite. If reading this becomes more palatable by sustituting mashed potatoes with sweet potatoes or deviled eggs or corn casserole, feel free to substitute.

In a weird way this week, my definition changed. It took my car stopping in the middle of heavy traffic on a busy highway in Dallas for me to realize that. Continue reading

The Numbers in My Life

Sometimes I like using buzzwords. Especially if they relate to a new concept or idea. This summer alone, I’ve learned about web inspectors, stacks, caches,and other tech sounding things. I sit near the web administrator at work, and I occassionally hear him speaking his language and sometimes I’m moved to speak it too. Google scrum master and welcome to my world.

One buzzword, not related to tech, that I use and I am proud of is the word intentional. I’ve found in this season of my life that I am working toward leading a more intentional life. For me, being intentional means I need to take a look at my priorities, my career, my relationships, my writing, my parenting, and my time spent with God.

I started becoming more intentional this summer by taking one quick look at the numbers in my life.  Continue reading