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2018 Powersheets Word of the Year

Why Your Resolutions Will Fail (and what to do about it)

I’ve never been much of a new year’s resolution type of person. Sadly, they just never seem to hold. I’ve tried giving myself 21 days to

Emotional Agility and Values in the New Year

Hi, friends – Happy December! I don’t know about you, but I have never been more ready for a new year. This year has been… in a word…

life, simplified (welcome to the new site!)

After months of thinking/talking/praying about it, I felt that it was time to simplify life by streamlining my online presence.  For those

like watching paint dry

Staring at the wall, I wondered if the way I perceived the color had something to do with the fact I’d inhaled too many fumes.  Or perhaps

the view from my chair

Lately I’ve found myself in the odd situation of being forced to rest.   Today I wanted to be up running around, but instead I was

can’t take away the smile

Coming in the door, I was greeted with a huge sparkly sunshine – the kind I always tried to draw as a kid but never quite pulled off with

doing our parts (sharing our stories)

“We’re praying for you. Please let us know how you’re doing and what we can do.” I’ve said it a million times and have been on the

getting better slowly

It wasn’t the meatball’s fault.   All the round, brown pieces of meat had done was lay there and allowed themselves to be smothered in a

lettuce adventure together

It really has been nice to meet up like this more lately… I have to admit that it can be a bit awkward at times though – more like a first

thank you, mr. governor (thinking big)

Dear Mr. Governor, I do believe I am quite overdue at writing you this thank you note.  As it turns out, I’m not the best at remembering

forced to slow down in a beach town

I never give it enough credit because I never meant to stay.  The first thing I did when I got that piece of paper in my hand was throw my

overcoming fear (and seeing what God has in store)

It wasn’t very far – ten to fifteen feet at the most.  I could probably get there, but instead I froze. A few hours earlier I’d