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What have I done??

I am a person who ponders life quite often. I literally catch myself thinking about every little thing. Just yesterday my husband and I were driving and I saw an emaciated cow in a pasture. No joke, I literally couldn’t stop talking about that cow and wondering why he was so skinny and if his owner knew of his well-being. I get stuck on things quite easily.

One of the biggest things I have been pondering is how I will be known when my time on earth is done. Who would congregate for my funeral? What would be said on the way there or on the way home? Have I done anything worth being remembered?

If I were to lay it out and recap the perception of myself, here’s what it would be

1. I truly believe I love people fiercely. I wear my heart on my sleeve, so I find it easy to love. However, with that being said, I also have a hard time showing the love when someone burns me. I sort of fade away from those people and don’t choose to invest time as I once did. Do I think that is right? No, but sometimes yes… I have to guard myself and my heart. I know what I can handle and what I cannot. There are some people who I have tougher skin with because I know they’re there for the long haul; however, this is a part of me I’m working on daily.

2. I truly want each and every person to know they are loved and special. I know this may seem contradictory to what I just wrote, but it’s different. I may not always be the person to make people feel loved and special, but everyone deserves to feel appreciated by someone. For instance, I rode past a homeless lady yesterday on the highway who wasn’t even holding up a sign, instead, her head was down as she sat on her bags. My heart broke. What was she thinking? What was going through her head? I wished I could have helped her and shown her that no matter what circumstances led her to where she was, she was loved. I sure hope someone was able to tell her.

3. Even if I don’t seem like a friend (whether we had been friends in the past, faded apart through circumstances, or if we had different life directions) know that I still think of you and wish no ill on you, but instead, that you will receive the best the Lord and this life has to offer. There have been times I have disconnected from people from my past, deleted people off of Facebook, or just, in general, stopped talking to some people. I honestly feel sorry if this hurts your feelings, honestly, it’s not my intention at all. Everything I do is in accordance with boundaries I have set. I don’t like negativity and hurtfulness. If I feel or perceive that it is happening to me… It has to go. However, I never forget people, no matter what the circumstance is. Know that I wish you the best in all of life for you.

4. If anyone needs a shoulder to cry on, I am here. I am a good listener and will give you a hug and the support you need. I try to not be judgmental and realize that I am no better than the next, so there isn’t room for judgment. I try to live as a testimony, that I am saved by grace and so that others can see Christ through my life.

With all of these qualities I have listed above, they mean nothing if others don’t see me in the way I see myself. So to those that see me, I pray that you see what I have worked so hard to be and perceive myself to be- a woman who loves Christ, loves people and lives accordingly. I want to be able to answer my own “what have I done?” with full surety I have led the life I was meant to live, and at my end, meeeeyou could say the same.


via Daily Prompt: Congregate


Teacher Talk

Many people overlook the tremendous help of a mnemonic tool. As a former English teacher, these were the tools I used to help the students understand a concept or learn a certain spelling group. Not only can mnemonic tools help students, but they can help any person anywhere.

I have found that the most useful mnemonic tool is changing something into a song. Everyone loves music and when something is put to a tune it makes it 100% easier to learn. For example, when I worked in a small Christian school with about 12 students aging 7-10, I would try to find easy ways for them to learn their Bible verses. I decided to put each group of verses to a tune. Voila! A 7-year-old was able to learn a whole chapter just by putting a tune to the verses. There is power in this certain mnemonic tool.

I tried to make this teaching tip short and sweet. So, no matter if you are 7 or 77, find a mnemonic tool that works for you. If you have a presentation to make and have to memorize what you have to say, make it into a song or a jingle. You will remember it when you stand before the executives or the large audience. Hope this helps! Teacher-PNG-Pic

via Daily Prompt: Mnemonic


I find at day’s ending

That I begin to reflect,

The choices I’ve made,

The things I did permit.

I wondered if I,

Let the good come in,

If I faded out anxiety,

And didn’t let it win.

When the night finally falls,

I pray about my life.

I close my eyes to sleep,

And fade out my night.

I hope to arise,

In the morning so bright,

Keep pursuing goals,

And in life, I’ll







via Daily Prompt: Permit

Love is inscrutable

Love is inscrutable,

That’s what makes it so beautiful.

We all can’t understand,

The love inside of each man.


The love of a brother,

And the sacrifice of a mother.

The selflessness of a stranger,

That protects us from danger.


Love breaks the strong,

Brings tears to the wrong.

Captures the smiles of the broken,

Speaks the words that can’t be spoken.


I will always choose love,

When push comes to shove.

Because love is inscrutable,

It makes life much more beautiful.







via Daily Prompt: Inscrutable


I wake up and immediately he’s there… “You can’t do anything, you won’t make it out of the house today. You’re going to stay home and give excuses to everyone who wants you to come out.” I tell him to leave me alone. He doesn’t know me, or who I am, or know about the plans that I have… I have to say this over and over and over,  but he doesn’t seem to listen.  I get ready: do my hair and makeup, and pick out some stylish clothes. He’s leaving me alone; he isn’t even bothering me right now. For a minute, it’s like he was never even there.

`After I get all ready, and I finally go to leave– He shakes me! I feel cold, numb, my heart is beating out of my chest, and I can’t get a deep breath… What’s going on with me, why is this happening? I feel like I should call someone to help me get this man away, but it’s no use. He always finds me.

He finally stops shaking me and the feelings of numbness and the cold subside. I am able to catch my breath now. I breathe slowly in and out, and I finally grab my keys and leave. If I go fast enough and keep focused, I won’t notice he’s following me or lurking close by. I go to the store and make a few pit stops here and there. One of my friends call me and ask if I want to meet up with them for a bit. I say, “sure, would love it!” I get so excited. I can’t wait to go chat with my girls and tell them about the day, or catch up on the latest gossip. I pull into the coffee shop and I see my friends walking in, but they don’t see me. I go to shut off my car and the next thing I know, he’s in my car sitting in my passenger’s seat. “Why?! Why?! Can’t I get a break?!” Then it all starts again… He starts shaking me and sending chills to my very core… this time, he doesn’t choke me, but I have to definitely focus on every breath, lest I die. Finally, he gets out of my car and goes away. I decide it’s probably best to pull away and go back home. I call my friend and tell her that something came up and I’ll have to meet up some other time.

I get home and I start to make dinner. I find a TV program I love and for a bit I’m great! I feel at peace and  I’m comfortable. Yay! Tonight is going to be a good night! My hope is that he will leave me alone and not come barging in my house; I mean he is definitely an unwanted visitor. Anyway, the time goes by and I start to get ready for bed. I take a nice warm shower, put on some comfy jammies, and make sure everything is locked and the lights are off. I walk down the hall and head toward my bedroom. I have that feeling again… someone is watching… I crawl into bed and set my alarm. I still have that weird feeling… just then I realize it’s him; he’s a silhouette, standing in my bedroom doorway… he’s waiting for me to fall asleep, just to wake me up in the middle of the night and terrify me… I’m sure you have heard of him… His name is Anxiety. shadpw-person-mcallen-672x300

via Daily Prompt: Silhouette