Wheel–Daily Prompt


“The word which came to Jeremiah from the Lord, saying: “Arise and go down to the potter’s house, and there I will cause you to hear My words.” Then I went down to the potter’s house, and there he was, making something at the wheel. And the vessel that he made of clay was marred in the hand of the potter; so he made it again into another vessel, as it seemed good to the potter to make.”
“But now, O Lord, You are our Father; We are the clay, and You our potter; And all we are the work of Your hand.”

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Let Me Ask You A Question – 6/27/17


This morning I posted about having troubles sleeping.  Let me ask you a question…

What is your secret to a good night’s sleep?

not good enough

take a walk

Beer. That was my favorite drink. But you know what was better than that? Tequila. Put these two dancing in a crowd of friends and strangers and more friends, I quickly and inevitably became someone to regret the next day.

What I remember from my past, is not remembering enough. I was desperately unaware of the capacity with which my flesh was standing, and I wonder how much longer it would have taken to fully rot down to my core. I thought I was close.

Which is the lie that ultimately forced me to sit up and listen for the voice that had been calling me for years. My lowest moment in life transformed into a glimpse of eternity, that shed me of all the shame, fear and decisions I had made.

Accepting the idea that I could be good enough for God, was the most self-provoking challenge I had…

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What Was Right

Everything in and around Denmark

What was right for her
a topic to be
what she did
why she felt obliged to please
her mother, her boyfriend, everyone else
not wanting to disappoint
not wanting to burden others

but the pain remained

What was right for her
being her own worst critic
was never the question
was never the solution

What was right for everyone else
giving the right impression
not wanting to step on toes
not wanting to step out of line

but the pain remained

What was right for her
was not for me to say
I only could recommend
suggest, encourage, listen
I could only try to understand

when the pain was too much
to bear

What was right for her
something slow in realization
difficult to admit
hard to accept

What was right for her….

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Let Me Ask You A Question – 6/26/17


Let me ask you a question…

Do you have anything special you do on Monday morning to get going for the work week?

Honey Cookies!

Who's My Favorite Today?

My 15 year old daughter Brooke has taken up cooking!  Yay!!!  This is her latest creation – Honey Cookies.  They are amazing!  She can’t take credit for the recipe – she found it on the internet – but amazing nonetheless.

This “cooking thing” (for a lack of better terms) is something that has evolved over the last year or so.  When I walk by and she is watching something on her phone, 9 times out of 10 she is watching cooking.  Someone cooking a cake, bread, pasta, etc…  She even asked for a food processor for Christmas.  She truly loses time while engrossed in the world of cooking.

What’s interesting is that she has let it slip that this is her “bliss.”  I say that because I don’t think even she consciously thought that at first.  But I have noticed her saying several times lately, “I am really stressed about…

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Are you fulfilled?

Essential Living with Dakota

Are you fulfilled? When you wake up in the morning, do you breathe a breath of fresh air, or do you dread rolling out of bed for the things that are waiting for you?

There’s so much we miss out on because we’re consumed with things that don’t fulfill us. As humans, we have a tendency to build walls for ourselves and we don’t even realize we do it. “I can’t do that, what would my family think?” “I can’t apply for that job, I’m no where near qualified.” “Who am I to think I deserve to make an income that provides me with all things I need and more?” “I can’t run my own business, I don’t know enough.”

Our thoughts dictate so much of what we allow ourselves to do. When we view the glass as half empty, we aren’t fulfilled. We’re negative. Nothing is quite right. We…

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