Category: Personal Stories
I am a sucker for lemonade, a complete total sucker. I don’t care whether it is hand squeezed or the powdered type, I just love lemonade. This is a great thing for me. My addictions have given me so many lemons I will be squeezing for quite a while. Of course, my pile
I wonder what it will be like the day I do not have to worry about weight and food. We live in a society where so many of our social functions revolve around food. Every holiday is a time to grab some good food with family and friends. We gather at a table and in our l
Have you ever thought that your life would be perfect when: you had more money? you had a bigger house? you could find the perfect love relationship? you had a better wardrobe? you lost a bunch of weight? This kind of thinking can hold us back from moving forward in lif
World of Psychology/Brandi Uyemura: “There are many ways holding on can have a deleterious effect on our lives. We may cling to an old letter, a gift, relationship or even a belief unaware of the energy it takes to hold on. When we grasp too tightly, we have no ro
One in eight Americans struggle with addiction of some kind, whether it be drugs or alcohol. Having personally dealt with it, I know how frustrated and helpless you feel when someone you love is lost in their drug of choice. It is an awful way to live, and if you have a
In elementary school, we participated in a district-wide program for Drug Abuse Resistance Education (DARE) which consisted of assemblies with guest speakers, activities for drug awareness weeks, field trips, contests, etc. In the fifth grade, our teachers asked us to w
It can be big or it can be small. It can be homemade or store bought. It can be an expensive decoration or it can be an old shoebox. It can be found in any room of a home. Maybe it is hidden inside of a drawer or closet or maybe it’s sitting on the kitchen counter. Ma
The amazing part of this is that for me, when I have something going round and round in my mind, it is difficult for me to let it go. But when I write it down and give it to God, I can actually forget the problem in minutes. Economic insecurity was huge for me. I know t
How does God speak to you? My whole life I sat and prayed waiting for that burning bush, waiting for God to answer all of my prayers and I could never understand why sometimes he did and sometimes he didn’t. For the most part I could sit back and tell you that I only
My head was pounding as I sat in the church pew that Sunday morning the week before Easter. I sat motionless, staring at the wooden cross, draped in purple cloth signifying the week before Easter. I’d done this for many years, hangover in tow, praying that what I hear