The Sky’s Not The Limit

Sunset from my back yard

By Karen Friday

“Oh, Mommy look! What a boot-ful sky.”

Mesmerized and Hypnotized

I’ve been dazzled by the sky since I was a little girl. My mother conveys how I noticed beauty as a child—when I looked up. An enchantment that started long before I could enunciate the word beautiful.

My adoration of the sky has never wavered but, if anything, has grown. Sunsets and sunrises captivate my eye’s attention. A painter’s pallet of vivid orange and pink is an absolute favorite. Throw blues and purples in the mix and it’s hypnotizing.

William Shakespeare is noted as saying, “eyes are the windows to our souls”—it has never been truer for me than during sky-moments.

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What God Taught Me in the Mountains

By Karen Friday

Stay there. Stand in that spot while I do this. 

Last month I shared a blog article about my family’s trip to the beach. This week I journeyed to the great Smoky mountains of Tennessee where God spoke to me in real and wondrous ways.

Three high school friends embarked on an annual girls trip. Pictured; me, another Karen, and Teresa—yes, Teresa was outnumbered by Karens. We smiled and laughed. Became teary and cried. Chatted and deeply talked. Shopped and bought. Worked (a little) and played (a lot). Discussed God’s Word and prayed.

The mountainous backdrop of a Gatlinburg cabin became our getaway home for three days. (Former employer and friends, Charlie and Terri, graciously provide their vacation cabin.)

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Am I Lovable? A Storyline Video By Karen Girl Friday

There were two things I questioned as a child:

Is God real?

Am I lovable?

Watch this video to discover my answers. There is power in story.

© 2015 by Karen Friday, All rights reserved

America’s Desperate Need for a Great Leader

By Karen Friday

A substantial part of a nation’s success rises and falls on its leadership.

Admittedly, I have a love-hate relationship with several things in life. Technology is my friend until it’s not functioning properly, then it’s my worst enemy. Pure joy describes my sentiments for particular foods. Yet, they can turn against my body at any moment through an allergy or health issue.

I’ve grown weary of politics—love little, hate most. However, there’s a need as an American and believer of Christ to be involved, take a stand, have an active voice, and pray over my voting choices—and for goodness sake—to vote (which I never take lightly).

If politics are functioning properly for us, we love it. When the reverse is true, we loathe it.

The old adage to never talk about religion or politics is absurd. If anything should be discussed, it should be our beliefs and particularly our spiritual beliefs to the utmost.

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