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Those loud celebrations you heard recently weren’t necessarily coming from your local schoolyard. This belle’s off-season has also arrived, and I whooped it up when I finally unpacked my suitcase. I adore helping us women feast our hungry souls on Jesus through humor and storytelling, but I’ve learned just how much I need to rest and recharge. Feel free to contact me to get something

I’ve got a question for y’all. I suppose it’s on my mind because the beloved farmer and I just celebrated our respective birthdays. Tell me, are you as young as you used to be? That’s pretty much what I thought. So, why would I ask such a silly question? Because every time I hear someone tell someone else that he or she isn’t as young as

I consumed large amounts of water in the days leading up to our recent skip trip to Crested Butte, Colorado, but alas, I still found myself with an extreme case of altitude sickness. Please don’t hear that as I got a tad queasy. This wasn’t that. This was an evil experience. As I said to my beloved once I could speak again, “Are you saying

Welcome back to the All Things Southern kitchen folks! Y’all, I had a little idea the other evening that turned into a big hit. We’ve made monkey bread around our parts, for, well, a long time—that would be a cake, prepared with refrigerator biscuits coated in a sugar and cinnamon mixture. I imagine you’ve had it, too. Well, I love all things lemon, so I

I was in New York recently on a publicity tour for my new release, Devotions for the Hungry Heart. It was incredibly interesting, and not just because I couldn't say the words New York without hearing the voice of that salsa commercial from years back saying, “New York City?!!!” Okay, there’s that, but my BFF and partner in pranks, Rhonda Perry, traveled with me and that

And, it’s a wrap! Christmas 2017 is in the books. I hope it was all you dreamed it would be. Sometimes, the expectations can fall way short of the reality. I remember having my heart set on a certain game as a young child and being mighty happy when I found my heart's desire under the Christmas tree. Sadly, however, its plastic parts didn't even

A boy ran by a man standing on the curb. Five minutes later the boy rushed by again, and again, and again. Finally, the man stopped him and asked, “Why are you running in circles, son?” Very indignant, the boy shouted, “I’m not! I’m running away from home!” “Oh,” said the man, “But you’ve gone around the same block at least five times.” “I know!” shouted the

My man and I enjoy watching those Ninja Warrior competitions. That's the show where athletes compete on an obstacle course that challenges both their muscles and their guts. As of this date, neither Phil nor I have been so moved as to begin our own ninja training, but I suppose it could happen. The show has inspired many people to get in shape and compete