THIS IS THE VERY FIRST ENTRY ... Left at the top to explain the title. A new blog. Fresh perspectives. Why the name, “Muddy Shoes”? First, it has been said that we should never talk about someone unless we have walked a mile in their shoes. We should try to see the world from their… Continue reading Why the name, “Muddy Shoes”?
I can hear Queen Elsa singing as I type this. I shiver thinking of the ice and snow she shoots from her finger tips. And I am hitting myself in the head as I try to get the ear-worm out of my grey matter (you know, that tune that just bounces around in your head… Continue reading Let It Go, Let It Go!
Lent starts tomorrow ... so today is Mardi Gras. Laissez les bon temps rouler! I spent a few years in Louisiana, and I picked up an appreciation for this grand time of the year. And though the celebration began in January, the day after epiphany, today (February 25, 2020) is the final day - Fat… Continue reading It’s Fat Tuesday, Laissez les bon temps rouler!
It was a late life love story. Two wonderful people were now alone and then ... bam ... their paths crossed, their eyes caught each other, and again ... bam ... two lives began to share their love, their name, and their journey - together. Soon after their nuptials, they started building their apartment to… Continue reading Together But Not Together
Have you ever had one of those days? weeks? Maybe even years? You know what I’m talking about - demands at work are piling up, school assignments are past due, your body feels empty of energy, people keep pushing your buttons - or worse, it seems nobody cares. You feel worthless and abandoned - all… Continue reading Where’s All The Joy Gone?
Some of those I respect greatly are those that can write worship songs that not only catch one’s attention with mood, music, and rememberability ... but also masterfully pen words that teach about great theology, God’s grace, and have practical application in the believer’s walk. Lately, there have been several of these songs that have… Continue reading Living Hope
In the third grade, I was a pain in the teacher’s ... plan book. I did all my work so quick, I ended up being more of a pain than a pleasure. So to prevent me from being a distraction, she would often send me to the library for hours upon hours. My hang out… Continue reading Where’s Your Hangout?
Our life is a collection of moments, of single events that are strung along the path we journey. And when we look back, there are those moments that define the type of journey we have trekked. Henry Blackaby calls these “spiritual markets.” In the Bible, one of the greatest prophets was Elijah. In 2 Kings… Continue reading Three VERY Important Places in Your Life