Devotions of a High Heeled Warrior

  I've made some bad decisions, but I made a big one this week. My husband and I were getting ready for a kid's service at the church Wednesday. We didn't have time to cook dinner, so we decided to grab something to go. If you are in education, then you know the paycheck doesn't come until the end of the month, so we were thinking cheap. My husband thought the grocery store was best, so we ran in and I found a pack of deviled eggs that were marked down. I know you're thinking this is a bad idea. What is worse is that I thought the same thing and ignored it. I grabbed the eggs and gobbled them down, only to to start feeling a little under the weather. By the next day, I was starting to feel really sick. I made it to the end of the day with my coworkers mentioning I should see a doctor. By evening, my husband and daughter were adamant that I needed to go to the ER. They wanted to make sure it wasn't a heart attack. After sitting in a waiting room and then a room ...

  This was a hard weekend. A dear lady who has attended our church for the seventeen years we have pastored died. We held her funeral on Saturday. When we moved to our church, our children were all very little. Both sets of grandparents lived hours away, and I felt very much on my own. This woman recognized the struggles and stepped in as designated grandma. She picked my girls up from school, baked cookies with them, and took them along on many of her family birthday parties. She became what they desperately needed. So much so, they made sure she was on the family row at high school graduation. She didn't do this with just my children. She saw every child that walked through the church door as a child worthy of love and her devotion. When faced with difficulty, she always had kind words to say, no matter how she was treated. This woman was a mentor and someone who's qualities I hope to reflect in my own life. I have no doubt where she is spending her eternity, and I can guar...

  Yesterday, my husband and I celebrated our 28th wedding anniversary. Some may wonder, "Why the flamingos?" Our church has been running with the flamingo theme of "Our flock rocks!" for a few years, so my husband embraced it. Here's the origin story. For our anniversary a few years ago, we decided to go on a big trip to Puerto Rico. My husband was a teacher at a local public school at the time, so he had the idea to combine a high school chaperone for the Spanish club and an anniversary trip. Chaperones traveled free. We loaded up with a dozen or so students and some friends- one being the Spanish teacher.  As a little visual treat for each day of the trip, my husband bought a tropical shirt with the most bold designs he could find- enter the flamingo. We thought we would travel with the students and then sneak away for a little alone time. In reality, the flight to Puerto Rico had overbooked. Since the students could not be left behind, our friend, their teach...