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Author __ Bible Teacher __ Jesus Follower __ Dog Lover __ People Liker __ I live in the woods outside Houston with my man of a jillion years and our bird dog Pecos. Honorary Auntie to anyone who wants one.
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The one and only worthy Doc Holliday of the silver screen, Val Kilmer, has set down his cards. Man, what fun that actor gave us in his many movies and epic performances. He was our huckleberry. May his soul find rest in God.

I’ll tell y’all something this morning. I still believe the Lord is good. I still believe in the grace that is chocolate. That as long as there are tomatoes, there is salsa. That birds sing because they know something we don’t. I believe laughter is audible hope. And love is spite to the darkness.

On my walk this morning. There is still sweetness in this world, you darlings. No one told these wildflowers this world is way too dark a place these fretful days to bloom.

I’ve been thinking how people who made their way into our hearts—people we’ve truly loved—can’t simply be replaced by someone else. New relationships are splendid gifts but don’t you think it’s rather remarkable that God made us so distinctively, no one person can fill the space left by another?

I have found that grandparenting a teen girl requires a deep appreciation for what her Stanley means to her.

When I pulled up in the drive-through at Starbucks today, a young woman’s voice rang through the speaker: “Happy national manatee day!” Who knew?? Having been raised to mind my manners, I responded, “well, and also to you!” And I loved her immediately. I could not think of one thing not to love.

We have two darling little newborns in our church services with their mommies and I almost can’t concentrate on the liturgy for watching them. I love how they can’t keep their socks on. I just love newborns. I’m all like, now, listen, if you need me to hold the baby, I guess I could force myself.

Flew back home yesterday from serving in Honolulu. Had the best time, met the most wonderful people & saw the most gorgeous mountains & trees. But I couldn’t wait to get back and check on the deer, see my critters, feed the fish, run my bird dog and, in less than 2 minutes, hear all these beauties.

You animal lovers, I hate to be so shameless — well, I don’t hate it all that much — but have you ever seen a more beautiful dog? Now if pretty is as pretty does, Pecos needs to go back to pretty school. But if we’re just into looks, is what I’m saying.

This is not Ash-Wednesdayish but I love my daughters so much. I just wanted to tell somebody. I’m the luckiest mom.

In all our winning, we have lost Jesus. In all our self-congratulations, we have lost our souls.

The way of the cross. The way of Jesus. The way of humility, service and preference of others. The way of dying to self & rising with Christ. There’s no other following. This has been the stunning forfeiture in this generation’s discipleship & we have borne its fruit. In repentance we regather joy.