S.O.S....Layout Help Needed!


All you fellow blogger.com users out there, I need some help!

As you can see, the header image of my blog is a really great picture of the sun bursting through a grove of especially twisty trees (my sweet husband took this pic in San Diego!).

Problem is, I'd like the header image to stretch horizontally across the top of my blog - not just take up the left side as it does now.

I've tried to customize how it fits and even tried to crop and edit the original photo. Alas, I have failed.

Anyone willing to rise to the challenge and help me out? Just click the comment button below with your suggestions.

On a random/funny note...I had a visitor take over my office earlier today:

Can't you just hear him saying (in a thick Boston accent): "Step into my office."

Happy Monday!

The weekend is almost here...

But, if you can't wait that long to read the newest issue of Forest Hill's Connections magazine, click here to see it online.

The cover story is one of my favorite interviews I've done in the past 2 1/2 years. Callie Richey is an amazing servant for Christ and her life is a reflection of the kind of love that Christ is talking about here:

Then these righteous ones will reply, ‘Lord, when did we ever see you hungry and feed you? Or thirsty and give you something to drink? Or a stranger and show you hospitality? Or naked and give you clothing? When did we ever see you sick or in prison and visit you?’

“And the King will say, ‘I tell you the truth, when you did it to one of the least of these my brothers and sisters, you were doing it to me!’

- Matthew 25:37-40

When Jesus heard this, he said, “Healthy people don’t need a doctor—sick people do.” Then he added, “Now go and learn the meaning of this Scripture: ‘I want you to show mercy, not offer sacrifices.’ For I have come to call not those who think they are righteous, but those who know they are sinners.

- Matthew 9:12-13

This passage stood out to me as I was reading Matthew 9 last night. What is mercy? What is sacrifice?

I took some time to think about the literal meaning of each word, what they mean to me and how Jesus meant them when responding to the Pharisees.

Mercy = compassion or forgiveness shown toward someone who is deserving of punishment or harm

Sacrifice = the act of slaughtering an animal or surrendering a possession as an offering to God OR the act of giving up something of value for the sake of something more worthy

So, in this passage, Jesus is explaining to the Pharisees that He has come to offer restoration for those who are sick. THEN, he challenges the Pharisees by quoting a piece of scripture from the prophet Hosea - a passage the Pharisees probably knew like the back of their hand but never understood the TRUE meaning.

Hosea 6:6 is the passage Jesus is quoting. God is speaking to the people of Israel:

"I want you to show love, not offer sacrifices.

I want you to know me more than I want burnt offerings."

God is pleading with the people to love Him and know Him instead of try to impress Him and others with deeds, vain sacrifices and offerings.

Jesus wants the Pharisees to change their ways and turn from their pride and selfishness and realize they are sinners also - no different than the tax collectors he was sharing a meal with.

That is the beautiful thing about mercy...we have been given an invaluable gift that we could NEVER afford or work to earn.

Christ wants to be with us, really know us, and heal us despite our sins and guilty hearts.

When Jesus heard this, he said, “Healthy people don’t need a doctor—sick people do.” Then he added, “Now go and learn the meaning of this Scripture: ‘I want you to show mercy, not offer sacrifices.’ For I have come to call not those who think they are righteous, but those who know they are sinners.

- Matthew 9:12-13

Glorifying God today in all His goodness...


LOVE listening to this song today..."His glory appears like the light of the sun, age to age He shines!"

Pics from San Diego!

Russell and I visited San Diego in early April. I have finally uploaded the photos from our camera and here are a few of my favorites (by the way, did I mention that I would pick up and move to San Diego TODAY if it wasn't so dang expensive!):

Beautifully wild beaches

Picture perfect sunsets

Handsome men...oh, wait...that's my husband :)

Lush, spanish gardens

And, lots of fun had by all :)

Click here for the full album.

Commands for those who are blessed in this world...

Command those who are rich in this present world not to be arrogant nor to put their hope in wealth, which is so uncertain, but to put their hope in God, who richly blesses us with everything for our enjoyment.

Command them to do good, to be rich in good deeds, and to be generous and willing to share.

In this way they will lay up treasures for themselves as a firm foundation for the coming age, so that they may take hold of the life that is truly life.

1 Timothy 6:17-19

"Why me, Lord?"

Oftentimes, I struggle with the fact that I was blessed to be born in the U.S., to loving parents who were always financially responsible and gave me everything I ever needed (and often wanted).

I'm also blessed to have graduated from a private college, find a job I love, marry a wonderful Christian man and live in comfort - never in want of anything. Although I have minor health problems, it is nothing compared to facing the risk of deadly disease or not having sufficient medical care.

Don't get me wrong, I thank God almost everyday for everything He has given me and I know everything I have is really His - He has merely entrusted me as a steward while I'm here on earth.

But, I can't help asking the question, "Why me, Lord?" Why was I chosen to be born in a free nation where I can choose how I live, where I work and what god I worship?

Why wasn't I born in Africa, where children die every day from mosquito bites carrying malaria and families are often faced with deadly religious persecution or persecution based on their economic status?

Why have I been blessed with wealth (at least relative to the majority of the world and even our nation)? Most of the time, I don't give a second thought to turning on the heat or air conditioner when the house feels a bit too warm or too cold. I thoughtlessly jump in my car and drive to Target to spend money on clothing and items to make my home more comfortable. I spend far too much money on eating at restaurants and filling my refrigerator with any type of food I want or crave.

Why wasn’t I born in the slums of India where children drink, bathe and defecate in the same water? A place where adults and children work long days in appalling conditions because they have no choice if they want to live. A place where streets are filled with the crippled, diseased and dying begging for scraps and coins to survive just one more day.

God has a plan for my life and a reason for blessing me as He has. Is it wrong for me to ask why? Maybe. But, it also seems natural to question my place and situation in life and compare it to the injustices that so many of our brothers and sisters face.

I don’t have an answer, but I know God loves all people equally as His creation and children – rich or poor, white or black, healthy or sick, American or not. To God, we are all valued. He sees our hearts, not our situation in life, and He desires that we use the blessings He's given us to bless others in return.

So, instead of dwell on the question of “Why me, Lord?” I’ll cling to this verse in the book of Luke and take a responsibility to bless others with the same generosity God has blessed me with:

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“When someone has been given much, much will be required in return; and when someone has been entrusted with much, even more will be required.” (Luke 12:48)

A day in the field...

Sorry for the long break away from my blog (I blame it on Twitter, Facebook, texting and other distractions!).

Here are some photos I shot this past November when I went to field training with my father-in-law and his Vizsla, Maggie, near Monroe, NC (out in the hollars as we say in the South). Spartacus came along too and pretended he was a bird dog - although I made him wear his sweater since it was cold :)

The lighting was amazing because we were there in the morning and the red coats of the dogs look great in the sunlight.

Enjoy!