Every now and then I have to schedule fun. Yesterday was my scheduled fun day in which I momentarily put work aside. Some fellow musicians and I were asked to sing backup to the house band at Hard Rock Live for a closed event. We would come out onstage during the finale, a bass-laden cover of Journey’s “Don’t Stop Believin’.” In (more…)
God Forbid – But God Permits
As a writer, I study people. I study the way they look and move and think and talk. (Yes, your quirk of pacing while you talk on the phone could show up in one of my characters.) And I only recently noticed a common behavior associated with the popular idiomatic expression “God forbid.”
I always hear that term when people broach the (more…)
Call Me the Great Hoop-Jumper
I am Cheri, great jumper of hoops. Of this title I am deservedly proud.
It started a few months ago when I felt God telling me it was time to phase out of children’s ministry and find a new area in which to serve. In the back of my mind was an experience with Churchill the Wonder Dog at the nursing home (more…)
I Love Me, I Love Me Not
I vacillate through life regarding myself alternately with loathing and pride. It’s a see-saw of self-deprecation and self-adoration: I love me, I love me not.
Ugliness spews forth from my mouth like fire from a dragon, and I mentally flagellate myself like some kind of ancient monk. I write something I’m particularly proud of, and I’m a modern-day Steinbeck. I regard the (more…)
Sweat the Small Stuff
Ever feel as if you’re stuck in the spin cycle – spinning your wheels so fast that you constantly spin out? You keep waiting for your big break, but it’s brokenness that you get. You pray, as Jabez did, that God will enlarge your territory, but the only thing that enlarges is the gulf between you and your dream. Okay, so (more…)