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I’m No Saint

I saw him the moment we walked in the gym – an older man watching my son. When you have a kid with disabilities, it isn’t unusual for people to stare or watch them. My son, Joey, is often stared at – I typically feel we are the stage show of the waiting room. The way I handle this depends on the day. Sometimes I engage them, other times I ignore it or if it’s really obnoxious, I might position…

Hurry and Busy

“Ruthlessly eliminate hurry from your life” – Dallas Willard  I forgot it’s supposed to be fun – this life God created. Instead of joy, rest, relationship and service, I’m swallowed by life’s demands. Chores To-Do lists Errands Other people’s agendas Doctor appointments Calls to the insurance, cable, cel phone company Commitments I feel obligated to show up for School events, presentations and programs I get weary and exhausted, worn out from life. It’s all I can do to keep up…

Memorial Day Thank You

Today, I offer a different post – a post to say thank you. It’s Memorial Day weekend and my mother comes from a military family. Her dad, my grandfather, was career military. He retired after 28 years of service in 1968 as a Major. My uncles served in the Navy and Air Force. My grandfather began his career in the army, then requested and received honorable discharge so he could reenlist into the Air force and fly. He became a…

Living Waters

“Whoever believes in Me, as Scriptures has said, rivers of living water will flow from within them.”     -- John 7:38 I always understood this is the goal - to be so connected, so overcome with the presence of Christ in my life, that living waters flow from me so others may know Him and drink.  I get the idea - but I’ve never been exactly sure what it means or looks like.  I wonder if living waters flow from me…

Missing Mom

Mother’s Day is a day to celebrate mom - how much she sacrifices, loves and gives – but not everyone gets the mom they need or hope for. For some, it’s a day of sadness and loss. Maybe you’ve lost your mom or maybe due to addiction, illness or abandonment, you never really had a mom. You attempt to find a card to wish her happy Mother’s Day and all you see are cards thanking her for all the things…

Stain Glass Masquerade

  Nothing makes me lonelier than pasting on a smile and acting like everything’s fine when I’m falling apart. Of course, nothing’s worse than running into someone, asking how they are and twenty minutes later wondering what happened as they throw up drama all over you. (wish I wore a raincoat) So what are we to do? I deeply desire authentic connection and doing life with people I can be real with. People who see the good, the bad, the…

Wasteland Streams

Isaiah 43:18-19 “Forget the former things, do not dwell on the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland.”   God can do anything – He can even provide streams in the wasteland. Without a doubt, my wasteland is the wounded people I love - those incapable of  the relationship I want, desire, crave. I want so much…

Guard Your Heart

  Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it. --Proverbs 4:23 I recently attended a workshop where the speaker said, [bctt tweet="Your circumstances, your outer life are a reflection of your inner one." username="LizPetruzzi"]   WOW. This made a lot of sense to me. If I believe I deserve a “less than” life, the decisions I make or don’t make will reflect that. Let me pause for a moment and share what I’m not saying.…

Religion Doesn’t Always Reflect Christ

Religion. It’s something we’re not supposed to talk about at parties. I love Jesus but something in me cringes if someone calls me religious - it has a negative connotation for me. I think of zealots. People who picket instead of feed or love. Throughout history, horrible acts – bombing, murder, beheading – have been done in the name of religion – and still are. I am about relationship. Relationship with God, Jesus and others. There is much that bothers…

Beginnings

My first entry in an adventure I feel compelled to begin - I wish I could say what all this is about, but I’m not totally sure. It feels awkward putting my insides “out there” for unknown people to read - strange and uncomfortable. Chances are, if you’re reading this, you probably know me and you’re reading out of charity (thank you). If you don’t know me, you can read more of who I am in “About Me”. I am…