Everyday Inspiration, Day Fourteen: Recreate A Single Day






I want to start this by saying that I am Christian, from the bottom to the top my faith is my life. With that said I try to live my life in a way that glorifies the Lord fulfilling the great commission that Jesus gave in Matthew 28.

Therefore go and make disciples of all nations, baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, and teaching them to obey everything I have commanded you. And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.

Matthew 28:19-20 NIV

I come into contact with non-believers and the “Christian-lite” all the time. And I always try to make the most of the time I have with them. Although sometimes it’s difficult. After all I’m still human with my own set of hangups and personal issues, which can get in the way of talking about God with people.
On this particular day I was having a conversation with an employee of mine whose stance on God I didn’t know yet. The subject of the recent Orlando shootings at a gay club came up, and since he is an openly gay man I’d new he’d have an opinion on it. The conversation started with how Muslim terrorists were misusing the teachings of the Quran to fuel their own violent agenda. Then he proceeded to say that Christians did the same thing. To which I agreed, some Christians use the Bible as an excuse to do all kinds of awful things. But here’s where the conversation went sideways.
He then proceeded to allude that the Bible was an old book that was no longer relevant anymore, and that Jesus Christ was just a man. Then he started to attempt to explain some of the ways Christians misinterpret the Bible. He jumped from topic to topic in the Bible and it became clear to me that he had probably never even read the Bible. I could feel my frustration mounting. I hate when people pretend to know what they’re talking about in general but here he was pretending he understood my God!

He crossed the line when he said that the Bible condoned suicide because Jesus Christ killed himself. I’d had enough. I explained to him along with the support of my coworker that Jesus Christ did not commit suicide, he was God’s perfect son who gave himself for the sins of man. And then I asked him to please stop talking. He could tell he offended me and he apologized.
Thinking back on it later that day I wondered if I’d done the wrong thing by cutting him off. Did I act in a Christ-like manner?

No, I didn’t. I let my emotions get the better of me. I felt very badly about this until a wise friend reminded me that since we work together more opportunities would come along and now I knew what to do next time.

Fellow Christ-followers! Have you ever been in a situation where a non-believer offended or frustrated you? What did you do?


*photo by Tim Marshall


Everyday Inspiration, Day Thirteen: Play With Word Count


A 50 Word Story

“I knew you’be good at this.”


“You remember when I saw you at the race and you were off by yourself not with the crowd?”


“That’s how I knew you’d be good at this.”

“What do you mean?”

“A true artist never follows the crowd, they don’t know how to.”




This “story” is based on a dream I had years ago. I was having a conversation with Spike Lee and this is what we were saying, strange right? I had this dream when I was new to writing. I think God was trying to tell me I was doing the right thing.


*Photo by Andreas Wagner 

Everyday Inspiration, Day Twelve: Critique a Piece of Work

I don’t think many people know this about me but I love classic movies. I’m not talking about 70’s and 80’s classic, I’m talking about 30’s and 40’s classic.

American Actress Barbara Stanwyck
Studio portrait of American actor Barbara Stanwyck (1907 – 1990)  (Photo by Hulton Archive/Getty Images)


I don’t think many people know this about me but I love classic movies. I’m not talking about 70’s and 80’s classic, I’m talking about 30’s and 40’s classic.

I credit my Mom for introducing me to classic movies. She used to put on The Sound of Music and The Wizard of Oz for me while she braided my hair.
I rediscovered classic movies in high school and fell in love with them. I loved the glamour, the witty banter, the drama, and of course the romance. I do realize back in those days things weren’t really glamorous for women or minorities. But that’s what movies are for, to help you forget about your troubles for awhile, and be entertained.

My favorite classic movie star is Barbara Stanwyck. She was so fierce, witty, smart, and not a damsel in distress. She didn’t play characters who needed men to save her. If anything men should beware of her, her cleverness was deadly. Ms.Stanwyck also had a very long career in Hollywood, which made me admire her all the more. She stood the test of time from to the pre-code 1930’s to the dawn of TV shows  as a force to be reckoned with.

I decided to put together a little list of 5 of my favorite classic movies. I reccomend these if I’ve inspired you to give classic movies a try.

  1. The Lady Eve (1941). Barbara Stanwyck, Henry Fonda
  2. The Apartment (1960). Shirley MacLaine, Jack Lemmon
  3. Laura (1944). Gene Tierney, Dana Andrews
  4. Cat on a Hot Tin Roof (1958). Elizabeth Taylor, Paul Newman
  5. Three on a Match (1932) Joan Blondell, Warren William


Below is a clip of Barbara Stanwyck in action in The Lady Eve. She plays a very clever conwoman hunting a socially awkward millionaire played by Henry Fonda, little does she know she’s about to fall in love.

Everyday Inspiration, Day Eleven: A Cup of Coffee

If we were having coffee right now…

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If we were having coffee right now… I’d tell you that I plan to learn to how to play an instrument very soon. God’s been telling me that it’s time to stop wishing, wanting and saying someday. The time is now, go for it. He gave me these gifts and these longings for a reason and it wasn’t to put them on a shelf.

If we were having coffee right now… I’d tell you that ever since I read Fervent by Priscilla Shirer with my bible study group I have been hearing God more and more. It’s exciting, and a tad unnerving. It’s like “Did I really hear that?”

If we were having coffee right now… I’d ask you when do you say when in your career life? I ask that because my relationship with my job is waning. I’ve been praying through some serious anxiety lately at the thought of my job. Sometimes the night before and sometimes in the car when I get in. I’m realizing now that when your job is making you psychologically ill it’s time to rethink some things.

If we were having coffee right now… I’d tell you that the farther I get into adulthood the more I realize how imperfect my childhood was. Well I never really thought it was perfect, but I’m understanding now it was more messed up than I thought. My parents will probably fight me on this one but it’s true. We’re not a “family-oriented” family and it should probably bother me more.

If we were having coffee right now… I’d say that though there are areas in my life where things aren’t great, I’m content. I’m enjoying the journey because I am determined not to waste my youth. I want to see, smell, taste, hear, and touch everything I’ve ever wanted to while I’m still young and able.


*photo by Patrick Tomasso

Everyday Inspiration, Day Nine: Writing and Not Writing

What do you do when you’re not writing? How do you reset and return to the dashboard, refreshed?

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Two words and two words only answer that question. Live music.



What do you do when you’re not writing? How do you reset and return to the dashboard, refreshed?

-WordPress, Blogging University

Two words and two words only answer that question. Live music.

Next to Jesus and writing, music is one of my great loves. There’s nothing like an amazing piece of music to stir you up. Music can transport you back in time, make you wonder, make you dream. Music is the musicians heart, live music is that heart on display.  The artist will tell you why he or she wrote that song, what inspired it, and the music will take on new meaning. Maybe it was deep deep love, or ugly heartbreak, or the miracle of new life.
I live for that, I live for the story of how the music came to be, because it inspires me to take the stories of my life and create something with it.

Isn’t that what all art is? Taking the human condition and creating with it.


*Original Photos

Everyday Inspiration, Day Eight: Reinvent the Letter Format


Dear Kardashian family,

I’m sorry. I’m sorry that your entire lives have become a media frenzy. Sorry that you can’t leave your home without cameras watching. Sorry that your kids will never know a normal life. Sorry that every tweet, snap chat, and Instagram picture is scrutinized and commented on thousands of times over. Sorry that the way your earn your living is by staying under the unforgiving public eye.

I bet you never saw this coming when you first decided to let cameras into your home 9 years ago. I remember that first season, you were a lovable blended family that gave me a modern day Brady Bunch feel. There were antics and laughing, that made me want a big family of my own one day, if only for an hour. Compared to Paris Hilton the reigning reality queen of the time you all seemed a lot more relatable.

These days the you’ve become an American dynasty. Even when the cameras have stopped rolling your lives are still a source of entertainment. From the sex tape to the sex change millions of us are tuning in.
Sometimes I wonder what goes on inside of you? What happens when you do get that private moment? Do you regret letting those cameras in? Do you regret depending on your image for income?  Do you worry about the day when you’re no longer relevant? Or what’s going to happen to Kendall and Kylie being young socialites with money to burn? History says they’ll become reckless party girls who will waste their money on booze and lawyers for their multiple DUI’s. How will you keep them grounded when they’ve grown up on TV?

Some say that I shouldn’t feel sorry for you. That this is exactly what you want, you love the attention, the glamour, and the money. I don’t doubt that. I think apart of you does love it, but I also think apart of you hates it. You were pulled in by the fact that you could just “be yourself” and make a sizable income. But now you see what the consequences are of living your lives on display, but what can you do? This is the way you live.

So I end this letter asking you to not lose your perspective. Hold on to what’s real, knowing that your fame has a shelf life. I don’t want to sound harsh but it’s true, America is fickle. You’ve fought a good fight though. You’re active on social media, have clothing lines, make up lines, fragrances, and of course the TV show. But it won’t last forever. And just like fame has a shelf life so does beauty. In our world beauty is everything, so the moment that goes the cameras will go too. I caution you to build something that will not crumble with the loss of surface level things like fame and beauty. Build something that will stand the test of time.


An Old Fan.







Everyday Inspiration, Day Four: A Story in a Single Image

We’re all so busy aren’t we? We keep our calendars filled from sun up till sun down with activities whether work or social. We rush from place to place always in a hurry, gritting our teeth in never-ending traffic.

train station

Images — including photographs and works of art — can as starting points for stories, essays, poems, and personal musings.

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We’re all so busy aren’t we? We keep our calendars filled from sun up till sun down with activities whether work or social. We rush from place to place always in a hurry, gritting our teeth in never-ending traffic.
Then at the end of the day we complain that there is still not enough time and not enough money to do everything we want to do.
Our minds are programmed that they must always be busy doing something. Even in our down time we entertain our minds with Facebook and Instagram or any other app that can keep our attention. We want nothing to do with having nothing to do, so we keep going and going until our stress levels are so high that we are forced to stop.
Why do we do this to ourselves?
Why do we place our rest and state of mind in last place?

I find myself these days yearning for something else. A change a pace or scenery because I’m so tired of the grind. Traffic in the morning and the afternoon and the evening. Traffic all the time. All the emails, texts, chats, because someone is always talking. Someone always wants something, needs something, or demands something of you.
I feel as if I am holding the entire world together with just glue and string because I am barely holding on. For once I’d like to wake up not feeling burdened by obligation. Not feeling like I’m only surviving but not thriving.

How does a girl escape her own world?



*Photo by Nicolai Bernsten