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A Grace Place

IMG_1655My son’s friend was killed last Saturday.

This is where we have lived over the past four days…

In this sadness at a life lost so young.

In this reminder of the fragile balance.

In this place of quiet remembrance.

Lauren was gentle. Kind. Hardworking. (She worked several jobs to put herself through college and was waiting to hear if she had been accepted into physical therapy school.) Humble. No drama queen. Not a diva.

Wow…what genuine qualities to be known and remembered by. This spoke volumes and has slipped deep into my soul over the last couple of days.

Lauren’s life was a grace place. A place where forgiveness lodged because her life was not easy…

This grace place opened her to others. It drew them in with a shy and beautiful smile. Her grace place made you feel welcome. You were accepted…regardless.

I love this idea of our lives being places of grace…where we extend unmerited favor to others. Regardless of faith base or lack of, a grace place would require living a life where we extend kindness to others far beyond anything they could possibly ever deserve, but we  do it out of love.

I want my life to be a grace place. Not an easy task…No. Quite impossible at times.

But it’s  a  sweet beginning.

Last night was Open House at school. My first day with a new group of 4th graders is Friday. As I look at this year, as I live daily with students, as I work closely with parents…

I want them to see me, my life and my classroom as a grace place.

And maybe…just maybe…a grace place can be a contagious kind of thing.

The Weirdly Wonderful and My Sister (the Same Thing…)

Best laid plans…

A line of grumpy thunder storms, wifi A.W.O.L., and a longer than expected day of pre-planning at school reek havoc on Blogging 101 assignments….just so you know.

Chunky writing requires…ummm…chunks of opportunity in which to write. Yesterday was “chunkless.” But…that’s really ok because I needed the extra time to ponder and percolate over  the assignment.

Who is my writing audience?

My self-absorbed first thought was….why me, OF COURSE!

After I read the entire assignment,  I understood with greater clarity the full scope of the question. In all honesty, I don’t think I ever stopped to consider an “audience” for my blog. My blog writing was my creative outlet, my ramblings, my mistakes, my comedic  undertakings, and my heartaches. It was a journal of my pilgrimage in this faith life of mine.

However…thinking about a target audience is humbling and a little daunting. Who in the world would ever choose to read something penned by me? This would indeed be someone I might feel a genuine sense of concern for… I am no authority on anything of value,  but I do have great passions. My life is not exciting or vibrant with travel or deep with great wisdom, but I do have a peculiar sense of adventure. Who could identify with anything I write or care about?

Little Sis and sneaky nephew

Little Sis and sneaky nephew

The first person who crossed my mind was my younger sister.

My sister. I think I would love to have a blog that my younger sister thought enough of to read each day…Something that made HER  ask, “I wonder what this Philippians 4:8 chick is up to today…”

My sister is quite amazing. She is a hot mess…quite honestly. Ecclectic hippy. College professor. Scientist.  Raiser of cows. Lover of animals. An outdoor enthusiast and the mom/stepmom of 5. She makes her own soap and yogurt and even wine sometimes, depending on the muscadines. She worms her own goats, coaches her son’s little kid soccer team, and loves people…fiercely…all people, but especially her family and her students.

Funny! Oh mercy! She makes me laugh harder, snort louder and produces more tear-induced fits than anyone I know. She is tender and loves Jesus. Brilliant! Oh yes. She has worked with primate research, lab rats, and manipulated DNA for crying out loud.

She is real. Laughter, heartache, and mischief in one body and soul.  So this might possibly be my audience… my sister and those weirdly wonderful souls…like US…

My audience…These are my would-be peeps!

Tuesday, a Tagline, and Wednesday in the Wings


4:00 a.m.

I smile only because I consume a bodaciously corrupted grande cup of pumpkin spice coffee. Today’s writing, completed in chunks because of time restraints, is a true picture of my blogging.

An end product by evening…sometimes. Free moments scattered through the day allow me to add, subtract, and revise.

Day 2 and Day 3. Done. Da-done. Done.

Tagline was tweeked yesterday.

Wednesday’s assignment was quite enjoyable. I read several posts from other bloggers and followed five new unique voices.  I find reading blog enjoyable, and I already subscribe to a wide variety.

Bible study/quiet time. Blogging 101 assignment- first leg of the journey anyway. Shower. FaceTime with my kids in South Korea…School. Meetings…the blight of preplanning week.

By late afternoon, I am home with iPad in my lap, looking over this morning’s beginning post and adding the final ideas before throwing the final touches on dinner sitting in yonder Crock Pot.

Once school begins, this is my day and any blogging schedule ….unless…I write on weekends which is the reason I procrastinate. Days turn into weeks before a post is eked out again.

Procrastination. Must. End.

Help me,  Blogging 101. You’re my only hope…(a Stars Wars reference this is…mmmmm. The force is strong with this one…)

Cut me a little slack. It’s been a long day.

Blogging 101: The Why

Porch Lingerings

Porch Lingerings

Blogging became a sporadic hobby two years ago during the monumental summer I turned 50. I had just completed my seminary degree,  and I became a long distance grandmother. There was a truck load of emotional shifting taking place in my wild brain, things I wanted to say, ideas I wanted to explore, and the desire to connect with others surfing life like me.

So My Philippians 4:8 Life took root.

Oddly enough, I know what I want my blog to be…but I am not there…yet. I am looking for life in the Philppians 4:8 “whatevers.” Whatever is true, honorable, right, pure, lovely, admirable, if anything is excellent or praise worthy…

No fluff…well, maybe a little fluff…

Real. Funny. Sometimes sarcastic with a lovely dose of snarky. Poetic. Emotional. Colorful. Honest…deep.

You know…Life…


I lack the consistency in the everyday to sit, write, and post. No excuses…I need  the accountability. Blogging 101, hopefully, will help create that habit.

So who is this Philippians 4:8 girl?

I am a…

  • Jesus-girl who struggles to get it right…
  • Wife of 33 years to Randy,
  • Mother of grown sons, Justin and Josh,
  • Mother-in-love to Chelsea (Justin’s wife)
  • Grand Sugar to my one grand darling, Hadasah Noel
  • Mom to furry child, a chocolate lab named Hershey Kiss
  • 4th grade reading teacher
  • Bonafide Word Nerd, a bowerbird of words and phrases –
  • “Journaller”
  • Doodler
  • Drinker of girlie coffee
  • Consumer of vast amounts of dark chocolate
  • Dreamer of Cheetos. (Just being honest.)
  • Voracious Reader
  • Hesitant poet of the Haiku variety

I am a wild and wooly mess…a complicated soul with sparkle and polka dots.

The next month of posting is going to be good for me, but I am honestly a little anxious too.



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