Devotions of a High Heeled Warrior

My daughters are obsessed with this Fitbit craze. You can count your steps, watch your sleep pattern, and check your texts simultaneously.  I love the concept, just not the price. So against my daughters judgement, I bought a Fitbit fake.  I thought, "What could be so different?"  Plus, I saved one hundred dollars, so it had to be a winner.  I synced my phone to this activity tracker.  It didn't even come with a cool name.  Immediately, I noticed that it was tracking my steps (to the refrigerator).  I wore it through the day as I watched my life become more fit.  Once it was nighttime, I was really excited because I was hoping to track my sleep patterns.  I wanted to prove to my husband that his snoring was totally interfering with my sleep.  I put on my watch after a couple of hours of recharging and hopped into bed.  At about three in the morning, I heard this loud piercing sound that was identical to a tornado siren!  I...

Have your children ever made the comment that you love their sibling more than them?  When I ask why they would think that, I usually get the response that it is because I did something nice for one of them.  As a parent, you respond that you always love them equally, and I do.  But sometimes I am pleased with one more than the others.  Why?  If one of my children takes the time to do the dishes, laundry, cook dinner, and take out the trash without me asking, the first thing I'm going to do is think what do they want.  The next thing is that I am going to be delightfully pleased that they cared enough for me and our family to be faithful and helpful.   I will want to honor that child for their faithfulness.  Maybe I'll buy them an ice cream sundae or spend some time with them watching their favorite movie.  Did this mean I didn't love my other children?  No.  It just means that I want to honor kindness.  God is like this....

My dog has been banished to the cone of shame.   A few days ago, my husband and I noticed that my dog was bleeding.  We immediately worked on stopping the bleeding and then bandaging this small gash on his leg.  The problem was that bandaids apparently taste yummy to dogs.   I had to rush to work, so I told my children to be on poopy monitoring.  They were to look for the evidence of bandaids in my dog's poop to make sure he passed them.   After two different episodes of eating his bandaid (he hid in the hallway once to do this), we knew we were going to have to take drastic measures.  We found a dog collar.  He hated it.  He wandered around knocking things off of tables, walking into furniture, and once he slammed into the back of my locked knees almost knocking me to the floor.   I think he enjoyed that a little bit.  If he hadn't licked his wounds continuously, then the collar would not have been needed, but he was not getting ...

I celebrated my twenty-second anniversary on Friday.  It's funny how much has changed in twenty-two years.  When we were first married, it was like that sappy, gooey kind of love.   You know the kind.  It's when you see that couple that can't stop canoodling.   They finish each other's sentences.  They are cute, but you feel slightly affected by sugar overload in their company.  My husband and I were in that category.  Twenty-two years later, we still love each other, but there is something about the kind of love that has endured ups and downs together.  It's a love that stays up together taking care of a fevered child or washing sheets until early morning because all of your children got the stomach bug at the same time.  Through the years, my husband and I have bonded over being young and broke and paying for our midnight Taco Bell run in pennies, nickels, and dimes because that's all we had to spare.   We've bonded over h...

I have survived one of the hardest things of an adult's life- a youth lock-in.  The youth were great!  We played games and challenged their skills late into the night, but I realized there is a big difference between me as a teenager and me as an adult.  By ten o'clock at night, I started to crash.   The only problem is that the teenagers were just getting their first wind.  I even caught some chugging an energy drink which was totally not fair!  I managed to keep going until one in the morning but had to admit defeat and sleep.  I disappeared into my husband's church office furnished with a love seat to sleep a little.  Little was the key word.  The only way I could fit was in the fetal position or with my legs over the very high arms and half-way over my head.  Once I could no longer feel my legs, I determined that I would need to change strategies.  I moved the cushions to the floor and slept half on and half off the cushion....

I am horrible at mowing lawns.  My daughter observed my freshly mowed lawn and commented that I created really great crop circles.  I start with the purest of intentions.  I create straight lines and a perfect cut that could rival a golf course; that is until I miss a patch of grass.  I'll look back to find a spot that I've missed, so I have to go back and get it.  This leads me off my perfect course and the path gets a little curvy.  At this point, I have to follow the curve, or I'll miss an area.  This continues until my once straight path is an amazing array of crop circles.  This makes me think of the path my life takes.  I follow the path God shows for me.  Everything seems to be going well, and then something pops up.  It may be issues in my past that I never dealt with properly, or maybe it's temptation.  Before I know it, I may be slightly off course.  If I turn back to God and deal with the issues in my life, I...

Either this is the worst new flavor of water ever made, or this bottle of dish detergent is in the wrong place!  How do I know this?  The bottle looks different and doesn't perform the same as water.  As my children and I were doing some grocery shopping, we came across this display.  Right away, we noticed what was out of place.  This got me thinking.  As Christians, when people see us, do we stand out?   There's an old song that mentions people will know we are Christians by our love.  Currently, there is a lot of drama surrounding music and the way Christians act.  If we truly believe that when we die and we believe in Jesus as our Savior we will go to Heaven, then our lives should reflect more than just this world.  If all I had was this life that I am currently living and thought that this life was all there was, I would try to make it as comfortable as possible.  I would try to accumulate as much material wealth as possibl...