sheep to the right has a new site!

I couldn’t believe it licked me. Well, let’s be honest, I couldn’t believe I was standing in a sheep pasture holding a sheep. Those that know me will know I’m not a huge animal person (read: I prefer to view them from afar with hand sanitizer in my back pocket.) But here I am standing in a field of sheep, holding a baby lamb, getting LICKED in the face.

You just never know how God is going to stretch you. When my husband Alan suggested we re-do my website (he is my designer) and take pictures with sheep, I was a little skeptical I’ll admit. But to my surprise (and the surprise of many others) I actually liked that sheep! It was adorable. And I don’t even think I used sanitizer afterward. 😉

So, here it is! The relaunch of sheep to the right. I loved my other site, but it was time for a new look. My little sheep friends are still around here and there. Please scroll around, click on my new pages, and let me know what you think. If you get my posts in email form, please click HERE to visit the new site.

Tomorrow, I’m headed to New Mexico for a Christian writer’s conference to pitch my book sheep to the right. The proposal is finally ready! It’s been four years in the making. Please pray for God to continue to use me and my writing for His glory. That’s the real reason for any of this.

To God be the glory,

**A special thanks to Dawn Boyce for allowing us to do a photo shoot with her sheep!

Carol

Portable God


A sudden intake of air is followed by a squeal. “Mommy!!!” My baby girl calls my name and her feet do a dance on the mattress of her crib. She runs across the crib and grabs her bear, scooting back to the rail as quick as she can, lifting one arm for me to lift her.

She motions with her other arm wrapped tightly around her coveted animal. “Bear wif us,” she tells me. “Bear wif us.” She repeats herself until I assure her that bear can come “wif us” to get some breakfast downstairs…

Join me today at the Cafe. Click HERE to read the rest of my devotion.

And would you allow me to ask for prayer? I’m preparing to go to New Mexico next week for a writer’s conference. I will be taking two book proposals with me. Would you pray for the following requests:

-Baby Grace is sick today. Please pray I am able to finish all preparations for the trip.

-Pray the rest of the family, including me, will stay healthy.

-Pray for God to go before me and prepare a way.

-Pray for His will to be done.

-Pray protection for me as I travel, but also for my family back home.

-Pray for my friend Amy, who is traveling with me. Her son has epilepsy. Pray for noseizures while she is gone.

Thank you sweet friends! I love you!

Carol

The Dance of the Pepper Shaker

When he pulled that peppershaker out of the bag I almost laughed out loud.

Fourteen years earlier we stood on separate aisles of Target – me with crossed arms and him wondering if we would ever make it. With scanner gun in hand, I stared at the rows of salt and pepper shakers. Wooden? How could I possibly season my food with wooden salt and pepper shakers?


Join me at 5 Minutes for Faith today to find out more about my pepper shaker. Click HERE to read the rest of my devotion.

And because I LOVE a buy one get one free deal, you are getting TWO devotions today for the price of one. I am also posting today for the Presidential Prayer Team. Join me HERE to read my devotion and help pray for our president.

**As a reminder, this particular link is only good for one day. So if you read it past Sunday, you will have to select today’s date (10/23/11) on this link to read my devotion.


Carol

A Glimpse of Heaven

Sometimes in the midst of the mundane every day, sometimes when we least expect. Between loads of laundry, wiping the tables, picking up the same ten toys, and reading through the mail of inconsequence there is an unexpected moment.

A pinhole glimpse of astonishing light.

You find in the most ordinary of spaces a peek at Heaven.

Your breath catches in your throat, and your heart swells until you think it might break at the beauty of it all.

And all you can do is stand and bask, drinking it in, wondering how He could have come so close without fanfare and announcement. But instead of jumping up and down with a shout, you fall.

Fall to your knees and cry Holy. Blessed be the name of the Lord.



“I am the Alpha and the Omega,” says the Lord God, “who is, and who was, and who is to come, the Almighty.” Revelation 1:8

 


Carol

Did you Inhale?

I stood mesmerized by the floating and dancing in the sun’s rays. Moving my arm like I was cutting through water I stirred the air before me, then paused to watch the wake.

Tiny bits of dust twirled and hovered. The sunlight illuminated the large quantity of dust floating through my bedroom. I turned from the window to look back into the room, and the dust was gone. At least it seemed that way, but I knew it was ever present. Whether dancing in the light, or hiding in the dark, the dust remained.

As I watched the performance in front of me, my intrigue turned to disgust. All I could think was, I’m breathing that. I had no idea how much dust was in the air until the morning’s light brought it to my attention. Our air filters were just replaced, and dollar signs danced in my eyes as I thought of a home air cleaning system.

So I stood frozen, staring at the tiny invaders and said it aloud this time, “I breathing that.” The breath of my words started more spinning and movement.

Dust isn’t the only unwelcome guest in my home. When I turn on the television or radio or pick up a magazine or book, those people, those words, those situations walk right in through the front door. And I’m breathing them in. Without completely comprehending it, I invited them.

Over time, I’ve realized I decide what to inhale. I can choose a television show with an uplifting message, the transforming power of God’s Word, or Christian radio with encouraging songs. Or I can select programs with compromising situations, magazines with unrealistic photos, and I can sing along to songs with inappropriate lyrics.

When I hold things to the Light (John 9:5), I get a much better perspective.

I’m not saying I don’t ever listen to rock-n-roll, and I’ve seen my fair share of inappropriate movies and tv shows. But let’s get real. Whether you believe it or not, everything we see and hear in a day sinks down into our soul and settles there. It’s what we breathe.

Each morning now I look for them – my dust dancers. And it’s a reminder for me to inhale wisely.

Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. Philippians 4:8 NIV

Carol