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How big is your God?

  • Posted on April 22, 2020 at 6:51 PM

Look all around…

In the grocery stores, we’re wearing face masks. There is tape on the floor for social distancing. The news is overflowing with fear and uncertainty…stock market…unemployment drastically up….

I understand why we need to do this.

I am hoping in the near future we can get back to enjoying our lives which can include fun gatherings.

At the beginning of our National shutdown, I was eating well and diligently exercising. Now a month later, I’m tempted by cheesecake and a yummy margarita.

Also, when I read too much in my attempt to get “facts” or spend too much time on social networks,

I can feel overwhelmed.

Today as I was reading a devotional book, I came across a Bible verse that stopped me in my tracks.

Be exalted, O Lord, in Your strength! We will sing and praise Your power.”

Psalm 21:13 (ESV)

I had to ask myself, “What am I exalting?”

Was it the coronavirus?


A political party?


Was my “fact researching” adversely affecting my body with my heart racing or my ears ringing?

According to Psalm 21:13, I should exalt God above all else.

Going on in this verse, it says “we will sing and praise Your power”.

So, I wondered, “Am I singing or lifting praises to my God?

I knew the answer was, “No!”

The verb, in last part of this verse, “will” is a present tense verb.

“We will sing and praise…”


Not yesterday, tomorrow or on Sunday morning.

Maybe if I am diligent in my learning about who God is, my heart will once again be filled with peace, trust and love.

Once I let God fill me, I can reach out to those around me.

Earlier today I told God I wanted to be part of the solution in today’s world. Then I came across this verse and thought, “Maybe there are others around me that could use some hope or a little more faith?” Aren’t we told in the Bible to encourage one another daily? Maybe today, you need some encouragement. It might be me tomorrow. We’re better together.

I pray as you are reading this, God fills your heart with hope. He is what our hearts long for.

Lastly, I believe that God is still on the throne. So what will I choose, “Faith or fear”?

I’m choosing faith because I serve a BIG GOD who has power. How about you?

Blessings, Lori

The Power of a Dream

  • Posted on September 19, 2018 at 11:49 AM

Throughout history, many people believed in the power of a Dream. The list is endless.

Sometimes I get inspired when I  reread some of the stories of people who didn’t give up on their dreams.

Here are a few of my favorites…

Dr Seuss’ first book was rejected by 27 publishers before finally receiving a yes.

The power of a Dream…

Walt Disney was fired from a newspaper for not being creative enough.

Yet, to this day, millions of people visit Disney Land and Disney World.

The power of a Dream…

Steve Harvey has had great success in the television industry. Yet, it might not have happened.

When Steve Harvey was in sixth grade, his teacher told the class, “Write down what you would like to do when you grow up.”

When she looked at Steve’s aspiration, she thought he wasn’t taking the assignment seriously. When the teacher realized Steve really did want to be on television, she thought his dream would never happen and made him come up with a different plan.

Later that day, Steve told his parents what happened in class. Thankfully, Steve’s dad, according to a Huffington Post interview, ″said,

Take your paper and put it in your drawer.

Every morning when you get up, read your paper.

And every night before you go to bed, read your paper.

That’s your paper,’” Harvey says.

“What he told me was a principle of success, that if you write it down and envision it, anything you can see in your mind, you can hold in your hand.”

Steve carried that piece of paper for years. His dreams did come true.

Steve, known to be funny, gave his sixth grade teacher a new T.V. as a birthday present every year while she was living.


The power of a Dream…


For most people I know, as kids, dreaming came naturally. But as adulthood and responsiblities came, most adults left dreams for places like Disney World and Disney Land.

But wasn’t Walt Disney an adult when these two places came into existence?



Could there be power in a dream?

Proverbs 29:18 says, ” Where there is no vision the people perish.”

When my boys went off to college, I had to “find myself” again.

No, I wasn’t lost.

It was more about rediscovering my gifts, talents and passions.

As a mom, I hope my boys discover their gifts and talents, as well as develop them. I also hope they dream BIG dreams. I hope they shine. I hope they use their God-given talents to make the world a better place.

The power of a Dream…

Lately I have been thinking, “What would it look like if what I hoped for my boys, I hoped for myself?”

Currently I am doing a Bible study by Erwin McManus called The Last Arrow. In it, he encourages us to “go all out” and don’t shrink back.


He says, “Before you die, live the life you were born to live. Live your life with relentless ambition, a heart on fire, and with no regrets.”

The power of a Dream…

I don’t know what season you find yourself…maybe getting the laundry done and the family fed is all you can do…those are great aspirations.. I hope you enjoy it.

I don’t think it was an accident you read this today. God works in mysterious ways.

Look around you


There might be a friend or a child in need of encouragement to follow his or her dream.

Imagine what our world could look like if we each pursued our dreams and encouraged others to go after their dreams too.


We were made for more…

To live a life full of possibilities…

To be a blessing to others…

and also

To be true to our own hearts

in regards to a dream.

Remember a dream can be anything. It might be to get more organized, take a class, start a new business, or write a book.

For me, getting back to my blog is one of my dreams. I want to encourage others, share funny stories and give people hope.

The power of a Dream…




Learner for Life

  • Posted on August 27, 2018 at 1:43 PM

Recently, I drove 1200 miles with my youngest son from Chicago to Winter Park, Florida.

This year, my son is living in a house with a few of his baseball teammates.

Because of the distance between home and the college, getting him all the things he needed was a little complicated. After a few online orders and visiting some local stores, we were getting things done. But, we were still lacking a dresser.

While relaxing at my hotel’s pool to recuperate from the long drive, I went to work to find a dresser. After a few phone calls, I found a perfect fit. I drove to the store, paid for it and watched two employees put it in the SUV. Just as I was about to close the trunk, I saw something move near the bottom of the dresser. I looked closer and saw a small bug. I quickly killed it and moved on.

I was proud of my purchase and knew my son would agree. It was made of solid wood with a designer name burned in the top drawer.

As I started driving my prized dresser to my son’s new place, I thought, “What if there are more bugs? I am in Florida…”

But being from Chicago, I pushed it aside. Yet, the thought wouldn’t go away. Just to be safe, I stopped by a store and armed myself with a can of Raid and a bottle of disinfectant.

Once at the house, my son and I took the dresser out and put in the garage.
Up to this point, I hadn’t mentioned anything to my son about the bug I had killed. Another thing that might be worth mentioning is that my purchase was from a resale shop. My husband would be so proud of my diligent search and purchase of the dresser.

In my mind,
a college student
doesn’t need the top
of the line in furniture.


Before moving the dresser into the house, a thorough cleaning was needed. I removed all the drawers with no issues. I took out my dependable can of bug spray and systematically started spraying the dresser from the top to the bottom.

Then it happened.


Out of nowhere and in various sizes, roaches poured out of little crevices. There were small ones and a couple bigger than three inches long. I screamed. My son jumped into action and saved me and his roommates from the creeping, germ-invested bugs.


Now normally a person
would stop right there and
be done.


Well, maybe having an accountant husband for over 25 years and completing two Dave Ramsey classes, I kept going.

We turned and flipped the dresser every way possible and sprayed.

But to me, that wasn’t enough.

I had my son take off the cardboard on the bottom and the back to be safe. Then I thought, “Maybe we should confine the dresser and examine it in a few days.” It sounded reasonable to me.

As we finished up the can of bug spray, I asked my son, “ Would you Google what roach eggs look like?” In the mean time, I started disinfecting the dresser with Clorox wipes.

I was about to start the back of the dresser when my son says, “ The eggs look like little black spots.” I stared at the back of the dresser where we had removed the cardboard. To my horror, I saw more black spots than wood.

That was it.
I called the store
and returned it.

The reason I’m sharing this story is to remind myself and you, when interesting events happen, try to be willing to learn.

In my case, what might work in the Midwest might not work in warmer humid locations. The next day, I purchased a new dresser for my son.

I am hoping in a few years my son and I can laugh at it. For now, it’s a little too soon. Last night I had a nightmares with lots of crawling bugs.

So my friends, love life, always be willing to learn and I hope you have a smile on your face.


  • Posted on October 12, 2015 at 12:47 PM

This morning as I was sitting out on my deck, I was captivated by all the beautiful fall colors. I grabbed my phone and took a few pictures.


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As I looked at these pictures, I was surprised at the huge differences. Taken moments apart, whatever I determined as the focal point, the camera zoomed in on that part of the picture.

Here I was trying to capture the fall colors, yet by moving the focus to what was closer, I saw something beautiful…my sweet Sophie. It made me wonder if there are times where I have my focus on something far off in the distance and I forget what I have in front of me.sophie cute face

I wonder if I do the same thing in other areas of my life? At night as my husband comes home from a long day at work, do I take the time to see what is in front of me? Does my husband know I still love him after twenty plus years of marriage? Or do I focus on all the things that still need to be done…laundry, dinner, lunch for tomorrow?

Do my boys know how I much I love them, believe in them and want the best for them?

IMG_0094Or do I focus on what they need to have done for school?

Maybe like the lens of a camera that can focus on different things, I need to check my focal points, so I don’t miss out on the great things far off as well as near me.

Late this summer, I was reminded of this when Dave ended up in the ICU for clots on hscott n dave icuis lungs.

I was relieved that Dave was treated and released. A week later, as a family, we traveled to Cabo San Lucas for a family vacation before the new school year began. It was one of the best vacations I have had because my focus wasn’t way off in the distance. Instead each day, I tried to enjoy my husband and my boys.


The night before we left Cabo, there was a tragic event that happened at our resort. Down the hall from our rooms, a man in his fifties had a massive heart attack and died. His wife sat in a wheelchair in shock. All I could think was, “That could have been Dave and me.” Wow, God please don’t let me take anyone or anything for granted. Help me to focus on what really matters. Clean my lenses if they get dirty. Teach me how to love my life and love those around me deeply and unapologetically.



  • Posted on April 21, 2015 at 2:45 PM

A learning curve is a graphical representation of the increase of learning (vertical axis) with experience (horizontal axis).

Learning curve for a single subject, showing how learning improves with experience

The first person to describe the learning curve was Hermann Ebbinghaus in 1885, in the field of the psychology of learning. (


When we were younger and first learning to walk,

we fell down and got back up. With time and determination,

walking became a part of us.


In the book “Outliers, Malcolm Gladwell examines what it takes for success.Throughout the publication, Gladwell repeatedly mentions the “10,000-Hour Rule”, claiming that the key to success in any field is, to a large extent, a matter of practicing a specific task for a total of around 10,000 hours. (


Yesterday, my husband asked me if I was ever going to work on my blog again. I made up some lame excuse and said, “Maybe’.
I thought about the reasons I had stopped. I rationalized that my family came first, holiday demands, and the excuses seem to flow out of me like water under a bridge. I knew there was a part of me that wanted to work on my blog. Yet, I realized I wasn’t giving myself the grace I needed to become proficient at it. I expected over-night success! Maybe if I approached my blog with a learning curve mentality, my blog posts would get better.


One of the biggest reasons I don’t want to quit is because I want to set a good example for my two sons.DSC_0073
There’s a saying that says more is caught than taught in a home.
So for now, I’m going to approach my blog posts with a learning curve.


Thanks for reading my post, I hope you would give yourself a little grace

by remembering the concept of the learning curve.

The world needs what you have to offer it!


No More Leftovers

  • Posted on December 6, 2014 at 11:18 AM


Yesterday my husband came home from a long day at work and was hungry.

I said, “I’m really busy right now getting things done around the house. I don’t want to stop and make dinner.”

I wondered if my husband realized what most women do to make their house a home.


  • Posted on November 17, 2014 at 8:06 PM

Have you ever had a recurring dream that wakes you up with your heart racing?

I don’t analyze my dreams, yet I have had this one dream enough times to wonder

if there’s more to it than just my mind having fun.