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Yesterday I was talking with a co-worker who mentioned that his daughter (17) is in the middle of her first broken heart.

He said "I've NEVER seen her cry this much."

My response to him was this:  "Lucky for you! This is where YOU get to sweep in and become the hero."

He said "really?"

"Yes. very much, yes."

"Why's that?" he asked?

"She is going to need to be affirmed right now- that's she's loved...that she's beautiful....that there is nothing wrong with her" I told him. "My dad has always done a great job at this."

"Wow.....I didn't realize it was THAT big of a deal."
"Yes, yes it is" I said.

"Well what kind of stuff do I do?"

"YOU can be the one to bring her flowers..." ...I said "does she like starbucks?  bring her a starbucks drink home today from work.  It's really the small things.  Nothing big.  But just be there.  And slide into the pl…


an excerpt from my personal journal on January 8, 2011:
I feel as though there has been a switch flipped in my heart this week. I feel as though in one week- the Lord has revamped my heart and I KNOW that I know.....rain is coming. Now.  That statement might be a little confusing. Let me help you by explaining.

In Genesis.  Noah.  He's told to build an ark.  That rain would be coming. (genesis 6)

Well- here's the kicker.  He didn't know what 'rain' was.  He was just told to prepare for it. (verse 17)

Prior to this past week- if I'd been Noah's neighbor...I would have thought he was CRAZY.  Really.  A guy building a huge ark....because "rain"...whatever THAT is....was going to come.

I mean really.  They had no concept of what rain would be like..... how can you wrap your brain around something you've got nothing to associate it with?

But Noah.  He believed.  And he obeyed.  And He trusted that God would do what He said He would do.

Minda.  Mi…

Dear Mom and Dad

Mom, it's CRAZY to me- to think that right about now- 30 years ago- you were walking down the aisle in your white dress- at a church in Arizona- to meet dad at the alter and say "for better or worse."

Dad, it's CRAZY to me- to think that you were so freaking young, and committing to love and cherish mom 'til death do you part.' 

30 years. I'm grateful. 

I'll say it again. I AM GRATEFUL.

The statistics do not lie.  What you have accomplished is nothing short of a miracle.

And I just hope and pray that I will find a man that is willing to do WHATEVER it takes to reach the same milestone that you guys have reached today.

I love you so much.

Here's to 30 more years.

January 2011

Happy New Year, blogger friends.

2011 is gonna be a good year.  I'm naming it and claiming it!
This past weekend I spent a lot of time reading back through my journals for 2010.  And yes- that's plural....journalS....There were 3 of them!  Geeeez.  That's a lot, even for me!

I'm not one of those people that get a 'word' for the year....or have a vision for the year...(maybe I should be...?) But either way. That's not me.  Although last year, for the first time, that happened.  And I just remember hearing the Lord tell me that 2010 was going to be a battle. 

As soon as I heard him say that- I felt a quick assurance follow up with that word, battle.  The quick assurance He gave was this:  It's going to be a battle, but Minda, you are ready for it.

So.  Here we are, with 2010 wrapped up and I was reading through my journals.  When I read the last page- all I could do was sit and stare at the page.  I felt two very conflicting things.  I felt a heaviness.…