Mama Bear Musings

Desperately Seeking Church Friends

One of the hardest things I’ve ever tried to do is make friends at church.

I say this not for a lack of effort by myself or of the church but the difficulty in connecting the two.

We moved to Florida three and a half years ago from Murfreesboro, TN. We had been pretty heavily involved in the church back home and were looking to take a step back to give ourselves some breathing room with a new chapter in Florida. Once we were settled in Saint Augustine, several months were devoted trying to find a new church home within the Methodist church but to no avail. None of the Methodist churches in Saint Augustine spoke to us and so we decided to switch back to my Presbyterian roots. When we walked into Memorial Presbyterian Church in downtown Saint Augustine, we knew we had found our home. But what happens when God tells you that you are where you are supposed to be but you can’t seem to find a connection? We knew this church was where we were being led to call home but here we are, three and a half years later, and still looking for a place to fit in.

God’s Rubik’s Cube

Remember that feeling when you get a brand new rubki’s cube?  It’s perfect, it’s pretty, it’s a challenge

AND…..

It will never be perfect like that again, as it is in this moment. Because, what do we do? We immediately twist, turn, rotate it until it turns into a block of mis-matched colors on every side.  Will it every look as perfect as it did when you first got it out of the box, again? Probably not.  I mean, some people know how to solve the rubik’s cube but I’m willing to wager that the mass majority of us can not.  I mean, we try.  My God do we try. But rarely does it every look that same as the in the beginning, it it’s perfect state.

Living Life by Default : The Florida Chronicles, Pt. 2

If given the opportunity and resources to move to the place of your dreams, would you?  Seriously think about the question. If it meant you had to gather the courage to leave all you’ve known and venture out without the promise of succeeding but also without the promise of failing, would you?  We’re talking willingly leaping out of your comfort zone in exchange for an opportunity to do make your life spectacular but with no assurance on the outcome, would you?

It All Starts with a Park: The Florida Chronicles, Pt. 1

Tons of people have asked why we made the decision to uproot our family, sell our house, leave our church, our friends, and our loved ones and move to the beach. While I can’t speak for my husband in regards to his reasoning, for me, it all started with a park.

The Forgotten Ones – Poetry

I am a forgotten one,

Not just simply overlooked.

The forgotten ones who were there once

Have been crossed from the books.

Something fell off the shelf…

How many extension cords do you have in your house? What about power strips?  Did you know that electrical cords are one of the most used and yet abused tools that we have in our daily lives?  I mean, I didn’t even really understand the extent of what they do until I looked closer…

Rainbows
I was sitting on the bleachers, waiting on my son’s ballgame to start, when I overheard a mother and daughter talking about the daughter’s science project. The daughter apparently was studying rainbows. She and her mother couldn’t agree on how many colors there were and in what order, for her project.