Author: maryanncrum

     It’s not like the sun, moon and darkness are usually newsworthy in and of themselves. Most of us take for granted their presence in our lives. I guess that’s why all the hoopla over the recent solar eclipse was a little surprising to me.     Yeah, I know total solar eclipses hardly ever… Continue reading The Eclipse Was God’s Fingerprint

     I know I’m probably supposed to love all of God’s creatures, and with a few notable exceptions (SNAKES!), I try. But after a week of tending our chickens while my hubby was out of town, I’m perilously close to adding them to my “do not love” list.     I know they can’t really… Continue reading Don’t Be a Chicken

    You’ve probably heard the old joke that the last words of many rednecks are “Hey y’all, watch this!” Well, that old joke has been given new life as scores of people around the world have become victims of a new category of accidental deaths: death by selfie.    If you aren’t familiar with the… Continue reading Selfies Can Be Deadly

    I’d worked so hard to get my universe in order like a pregnant woman whose nesting instinct has run amok—a pregnant woman prepping for the apocalypse. But I was neither pregnant nor preparing for the end of the world. I was just getting ready to have knee surgery.    I had jumped through all… Continue reading Simply Keep Going

    I guess everyone probably has “sitcom moments” when you realize you’ve gotten yourself into a situation that looks like something Fred and Ethyl Mertz might find themselves in on the old “I Love Lucy” show. We had one of those at our house a few days ago and with my husband’s permission (I… Continue reading Everyday Devotion Matters Most

    I’ll tell you a story before my husband has a chance to, since it seems to be one of his favorites.    My hubby claims, although I have absolutely no recollection of this incident, that he once saw me stick my fingers in the edge of our son’s diaper to see if it was… Continue reading Diaper Cooties … and Other Regrets

    Small spaces don’t bother me too much, but I’m pretty sure I suffer from some other claustrophobic disorders.     Like… clothes claustrophobia—the overwhelming compulsion to get out of tight, uncomfortable clothes calendar claustrophobia—the realization I have packed too many commitments into my schedule news claustrophobia— the sensation of being suffocated under the weight of… Continue reading See the Big Picture

    Do you ever feel like everybody else can do something you can’t do and you have no idea how that happened? Like you don’t know where you were when everyone learned to do this thing, but somehow you missed it?     That’s how I feel about line dancing.     I’m always astonished when songs… Continue reading The Dance We Can All Do

     I think I’m being stalked. Not by a creepy guy wearing mirror sunglasses and a trench coat, but by … get this … the American Association of Retired Persons (AARP).     The AARP has been after me since my hair was black and all my body parts worked correctly. In other words, for… Continue reading I Didn’t Do it … or Did I?

    Just when I start to feel like maybe I’ve fallen off God’s radar, He reminds me that’s just plain crazy.    After all He’s done in me, for me and around me, I should never doubt Him or question His care for me. And yet, sometimes I do.    I’m ashamed to admit this, but when… Continue reading Still on God’s Radar