Frankly, On Faith . . . : My Imperfect Bible Reading

by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy

God has never required us to be perfect to be in His presence.

In my mind I know this, but in my actions, my soul, my convictions . . . Well, that’s another story. Or another lie.

Frankly, On Faith . . . : My Imperfect Bible Reading

Frankly, On Faith . . . : My Imperfect Bible Reading

The enemy will use whatever he can to get to us, and that includes climbing inside our heads and making us think our thoughts are our own. But we can conquer those negativities one at a time.

When I chose to embrace my imperfections for this year, … read the rest. . .

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The Perfect Start

by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy

Welcome to the New.

Can I just tell y’all how hard it is for me to write this post? I mean this post, with that word in the title. Oh, yes. THAT word.

PERFECT.

It’s like a flashing neon arrow pointing right at me, screaming “HYPOCRITE!”

It’s a little funny, dontcha think? After last month’s post about embracing my imperfections? The thing is… I just don’t know where to start. Wait. That makes it sound like I have way too many imperfections. Okay, stop nodding in agreement, brother. I know where you live.

Frankly, My Dear . . . The Perfect Start

Frankly, My

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That One Time I Didn’t Have to Be Perfect

by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy

Zoiks! (Said in my best Scooby-Doo imitation). What a whirlwind. Some might suggest my life has been a bit of a hurricane lately. Hmmm…

I don’t know where I got the idea that being a Bohemian Hurricane went hand-in-hand with perfectionism. ‘Cause you know what? It doesn’t. [Stop nodding, mother. And don’t say anything when we call later.] Anyway, yes. I haven’t blogged because I haven’t written because I’m still unpacking from the beautiful chaos of having moved cross-country six weeks ago and downsized from a three bedroom house to a two bedroom apartment and … read the rest. . .

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That One Time I Didn’t Have a Midlife Crisis

by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy

There I was, minding my own business. Or, rather, minding the business-business. Yup. I was in a team meeting when all of a sudden, instead of taking notes, I turned to the last page in my yellow pad. You know, the ones we all have at the office. They call them legal pads, although everyone uses them for everything. So, really. Shouldn’t they be called everything-you-need-to-write-down pads? (How’d I do with those hyphens, Mermaid?)

Frankly, My Dear . . . That One Time I Didn't Have a Midlife Crisis

Frankly, My Dear . . . That One Time I Didn’t Have a Midlife Crisis

Anyway. Yeah. So I start a … read the rest. . .

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That One Time I Had News to Share

by Molly Jo Realy @MollyJoRealy

Hey, y’all! Long time, no blog, yah? I know. What can I say? It’s been a fantastical year. And, as you know I’m fond of quoting Al Jolson, “Honey. You ain’t heard nothin’ yet.”

So, forgive the teasing title of this post. Really I can’t share all the news right now. But because I haven’t blogged in a few months, your email inbox may start to think of me as spam, and while I am a bit of a salty treat, I’m not talking lunch meat.

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