Anchor people. Throughout my life, when a storm has tossed me into a heap, and I don’t know which way is up, I think about my anchor people. You know, those people whose lives refute the lies that the enemy uses our circumstances to convince us to believe. Like: You’re not loved. You’re not good enough. You can’t ever trust again…they will fail you every time. There’s no such thing as a “happy marriage”. Fill in your blank here with whatever the enemy has railed at you. I’m sure you know the tape. But that’s when I think of my …
“Echos” and a big announcement!
In an effort to give my brother and I a wholesome country upbringing, when I was six years old, my family moved from a lovely four bedroom home on a few acres in the Poconos that was built by my grandfather to our 77 acres of hunting land in Potter County, Pennsylvania. The mile-long “driveway”, which our Vermont relatives affectionately named the “goat path”, wound it’s way to the cabin at the top of the mountain (pictured above). It was one room (12′ * 24′) with two sets of bunk beds built into the walls. Warmed by a wood …
The Old Made “New” and a Song for You! -(Featuring “Old Piano” Original music by Shelleen Weaver.)
When I was a little girl, my grandparents lived in what used to be an old boarding house in the rolling green mountains of Braintree, Vermont. In its prime it was a stagecoach stop, back when that was the modern means of travel, complete with an attached horse barn and a five-holer backhouse. What is that, you ask? In simpler terms, the bathroom. From the far end of the spacious kitchen you could access the tack room that lead to the horse barn, or you could hang a right and walk down the hallway. The last door to the left …
I Want to Break Things Too! A Look at Easter through the life of “The Woman of Ill Repute”.
Featuring “The Last Say” -Original music by Shelleen Weaver Mary Magdalene is, hands down, my favorite female character in all of Scripture. When I get to Heaven, I’m going to spend the first thousand years captivated in the eyes of my Jesus. Then of course there will be the reunion of all my friends and loved ones who have gone on before. But then…then, I’m going to stalk Mary Magdalene. That’s right. She doesn’t know it yet, but we are going to be BFF’s. Here’s why. She adored Him. [Jesus] Most of us have been taught that she was …
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Haste to bring Him Laud! – (featuring “For Life” – original music by Shelleen)
My best friend and her husband are heroes – for real.
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More! More! (Featuring “Baby Steps” – Original Music by Shelleen Weaver)
If you have been following my blog, you likely realize that I’m on an odyssey of sorts. The farther I delve into this journey, the more epic I am realizing it is. With every passing year, I am gaining a bit more perspective on the reality that this span of time allotted to each of us in different, unknown quantities is a mere breath of eternity. As this realization grows, the more hyper-focused I am becoming at discovering all that God has deposited in me, His reasons for doing so, and the avenues by which He plans to bring those …
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For Those Who Quietly Mourn on Mothers Day. -Featuring “Lullaby My Baby” ~Original Music by Shelleen
While many of us will be celebrating the gift of having and/or being mothers this Mother’s Day, I want to speak to those who mourn quietly in the shadows. For those of you whose mothers have passed away, no matter what your age, loosing a mother leaves a tremendous void. And to those who have known the tragedy of life in reverse, where you, the parent buried your child, just attempting to imagine your heartache is honestly beyond my emotional comfort zone. I personally have had a small glimmer of what that is like. My husband and I cared for …
I Hope You Know … (Featuring Original Music by Shelleen)
On a lunch date with my husband last week, I was startled by bits of a conversation I overheard between two middle-aged women sitting nearby. “I hate this time of year”, one blurted. “I have good reasons for it too…” If she went on to detail those reasons, I didn’t catch them, but I do remember being shocked at the bitterness in her tone as I heard her saying through gritted teeth, “I just have to get through it.” My reaction to that, in part is, I get it. Holidays are suppose to be times of laughter and cheer; time …
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