Monthly Archives: March 2011

Who Knew?

Before I became a Christian, some of the stuff that I believed about being a Christian or Christianity in general was pretty comical.  I was fortunate enough to date someone (who I later married) who knew a ton more about Christianity than I did, and could keep a straight face when I would ask some pretty crazy stuff.

But I know there are a lot of new Christians out there, as well as a lot of people who have questions about being a Christian, that may not feel comfortable asking their questions.

So here are just a few of the things I learned once becoming a Christian that were a surprise to me…

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Life Isn’t a Soap Opera

It made me sick to my stomach and so sad to hear the story of a guy that my husband saw as somewhat of a mentor, in the same role as my husband, that admitted this past week to having an affair. He and his wife have been married for over ten years, have several children, and yet he had been in an affair for over two years.

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I’m Dating a Married Man

Rodney and I go out on dates. We drop off Mariclaire with a babysitter and we actually date each other. And we are married! And still love each other too!

It surprised me to read a blog post this past week that totally put down the concept of a husband and wife still dating each other.  This blogger said that there is way too much pressure on married couples to have date nights and to “date each other”, especially when there are kids in the picture. She then went on to say that a married couple’s love should not be confined to a once-a-month date night, it should be about loving each other daily.  And I totally agree. Sort of.

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Why I’m Not Skipping Church Tomorrow

I’m not skipping church tomorrow…

Why not?  Well that should seem like an obvious answer, but it really isn’t.

Going to church is not all about being married to the pastor. I don’t feel like I have to drag my butt out of bed every Sunday, put on my church face, dress my child in the best clothes that she has, and pretend that I care.  Believe it or not, I love my church and I love going to church every week.

Does that mean we never miss a Sunday?  No. We actually played hooky last week when we were in Bristol for the redneck, I mean NASCAR, race.

Just to keep the trend going a bit, I wanted to share the Top 5 Reasons I Love My Church
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Being a Pastor’s Wife… My Style

If you have been with me these past 9 days, we have covered a lot!  But I want to change it up a bit for these next few blogs.  I want to get a little transparent with you and give you a little “insider info”.  Because if you are anything like me, you have a serious pastor’s wife stereotype in your head. Most likely those stereotypes are pretty unrealistic, and that is just not me!

So here are my Top 5 “Insightful” Thoughts to Being a Pastor’s Wife… My style

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I’ll Be There in a Minute!

“I’ll be there in a minute!” What a classic response for “I really don’t want to do what you’re asking me to do!”

I remember using that response a lot when we would get a new video game system for Christmas. Anything my Mom asked me or my brother to do, besides being glued to that TV, was not going to happen. Even if it was to eat dinner, we would be so consumed by that old-school Nintendo or the Sega game that we just could not and would not peel ourselves away.   I’m sure it drove my poor Mom nuts.

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You Gotta OWN It

My favorite age that a kid goes through are those Pre-K/Kindergarten years. Kids at that age are brilliant. They are still so small, but can come up with the most off-the-wall things sometimes.  I teach the pre-school class at OneLife every Sunday which means I hear the most hilarious things.

One Sunday, one of the pre-schoolers in my class looked at me from across the room while he was playing with a truck, and told me “Miss Harrison, I OWN this church!”.   I kind of laughed, and so did the other teacher, but he was dead serious.  And the more the other teacher and I asked him what he meant by that, the more serious he got about his answer, which made us laugh even more.
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Thank Who!?

Think back to when you were first married. And the day that you got home from your honeymoon and the wedding was over, the reception was over, and you were finally home with your spouse. And the celebration of your big day was now turned into the reality of starting your lives.  Were you overwhelmed, relieved, excited?

After we left our wedding reception, we had some awesome friends and family who took tuxes back to the  tux store, took rentals back to the event rental store, and delivered our wedding gifts to our house. And the presents were out of control! Don’t get me wrong, we were so thankful for them, but they literally filled up an entire bedroom!

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I Hate Fitted Sheets

Martha Stewart.  That is one lady that I think could serve dinner out of trashcans and still make it look elegant.  I love watching her show, but I can only watch it every now and then. Because it’s so easy to think you can do all of her little crafty, do-it-yourself projects when you’re watching her do it.  But then you try to do it yourself and it looks nothing like her example.

And I’m not naïve. I know that she has all of her assistants to help her with those things.  But one time I watched her fold a king size fitted sheet.  And when she got finished, it looked like she should have framed the thing it was so perfect.  There were corners to it. It wasn’t even wrinkled when she got done with it, yet while she was in the process of folding it, it was wrinkled! She worked some serious magic on that thing.  It looked much better than any flat sheet I have ever folded!

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Tastes Like Chicken

I remember the day like it was yesterday. June 21, 1986. The day my only-child syndrome reared its ugly head. For 4 ½ years I had gotten used to being the one and only. Then the OTHER one was thrown into the mix. And it was a boy. And booooy did I torture that poor thing. Made him play “house”, was the culprit in knocking out his two front permanent teeth, would have “remote” wars with him where his only defense from my pinching and picking on him was hitting me with the remote control. But maybe the strangest thing I ever convinced him to do was try acorn “cheese”. What is acorn “cheese”? Well of course it’s the orange stuff inside of an acorn. And I was able to convince my little brother that it was actually cheese, otherwise why would the squirrels like it so much? So he took a tiny bite and gagged. Then I laughed like crazy.

Scary thing is my brother Matthew later learned in his Boy Scout Troop that my so-called acorn cheese is actually toxic to humans. Luckily he took a small enough bite!

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