If you look up 'geographically challenged' in the webster's dictionary, I am certain you would find my picture. I am the person who gets lost going around the corner. I have two deficiencies: I don't pay attention when I'm a passenger in a car. That means that when it's my turn to get behind the driving wheel, there's a problem.  I don't always trust my directions. Even though I have printed directions or use the gps on my phone, I sometimes use my own intuition to veer off and get myself turned around.  Story of My Life I shouldn't have been surprised when I went to go pick up my daughter on FAMU's campus and ended up at a dead end. Yes, this was the same location that the camp was in last summer. Sure, the building was the same building where orientation was held 3 weeks ago. And, yes, you guessed correctly....I'd dropped her off and picked her up several days during the week. AND YET. I. WAS. LOST. You know how I got lost

" My car is officially gone. My fuel pump just died ." When I received this message, I immediately thought that maybe 'gone' and 'died' didn't really mean that the car would no longer operate. I thought maybe it was a temporary problem that could be fixed at a cost.  I don't know what you do when you're not sure about something but I tend to turn to my friend " Google ." She is so good at pointing me in the right direction. I can find scriptures, images, and information. I get options and can decide whether I trust or distrust something. I can compare a myriad of content. I can also easily cross-reference and drill down until I am satisfied that I found what I was looking for. So of course, when I received the text message about the fuel pump, I turned to Google . I learned that " the fuel pump is an integral element of any car or truck. Give the responsibility of literally pumping a vehicle's fuel from its tank to the e

I was running along minding my own business when I started to become more aware of my surrounding. Something began to feel different. I felt alone. I was approaching The Bridge Between the Familiar and the Unfamiliar a wooded area. There didn't appear to be anyone around. I was starting to feel unsafe. I knew that I needed to get myself out of that area and back to the main park area where many people where available to me. Just at the right moment, I heard voices. I didn't know where they were coming from. Were they safe voices or were they unsafe voices? I took a deep breath and when I looked up, there were three bicyclists on the opposite side of the street. I was no longer alone. Anyone lurking in the woods was sure to be scared off. I refocused and got out of the wooded area as quickly as I could. Here are the three lessons I learned:  Even in times when you feel you're on the path alone, keep trudging forward.  Sometimes, we think we are traveling al

Have you ever realized that life doesn't always go as planned? I'm sure my husband would tell you that I have a type A personality. (Whatever that really means!) I guess it means that I like to be planned and calculated. I like to think ahead. I like to create systems and work linearly instead of in circles. Point A to point B to point C. No zigzagging. No spinning wheels. I even do this on vacation. Well, I think I'm getting better at my vacation planning. I am learning to go with the flow....but with some ideas in mind, of course 😜 During this past vacation, my ideas were just that. They were just ideas. More than 1/2 of them did not materialize but that was a blessing in disguise. I was just there. Living in the moment! A husband, three daughters, full time job, ministry and organizations. Trying to keep everything afloat is sometimes a challenge. Every now and then God finds a way to slow us down and quiet our spirits. Instead of running and writing last w