
But, get this. I didn’t talk about ANY of that during my speech! Take a look at this video to see me speak.
As I say this to young people across America, I believe it in my heart. I also believe it to be true about the young people of Syria. I don’t think Psalm 139:14 has a respect of person. When I look at the young people I work with, I see them just like the mother of Syria sees her teenager: marvelous.
This is where big decisions are made. It’s one thing to know that you’re unhappy in a friendship and another to actually do something about it. But wouldn’t you agree that if your daughter doesn’t know how to end an unhealthy friendship, it may be all the more difficult for her to recognize the signs and seek refuge if she were in an unhealthy dating relationship?
Dear Parents of Daughters, This post is written with you in mind. As you may know, October is National Bullying Prevention Month & starting Monday, here at Marvelous University, we will tackle this important issue and offer tips on prevention. Yes, prevention. I learned years ago that bullying does not have to be and…
How do you rejoice with others if you’re still waiting on your “reason” for rejoicing?
Have you ever found yourself surrounded by people who seem to all be receiving the answers to their prayers or being granted whatever they’ve been waiting on or hoping for? Meanwhile, YOU are still waiting on YOUR good thing.
How do you respond to this with happiness? Especially when you’re like “HEY, can I get a breakthrough?”
It’s MONDAY, Marvelous Monday. The day I’ve decided to post a new blog that will hopefully encourage, empower, motivate…something. But today, on this Marvelous Monday, I’m taking a day to rest. I’ve been going nonstop for the past couple of weeks with a lot of exciting things for which I am extremely hopeful and thankful. And I…
I’m not one to ever brag, but my family is full of great cooks. We all have our favorite dish prepared by another family member and we all agree on who can claim “top chef” status for a particular specialty. For my great-grandmother, “Big Mama”, it was peach cobbler. Ohmygoodness! To this day, I have…