Below you'll find a list of all posts that have been tagged as “Comfort zones”
Like many teenage girls I kept a diary. It was a safe place I could record all my private thoughts. Even then, I treasured quiet time with paper and pen. I still do. “Journaling” is something I can do without judgment from the outside world. I can enter that comfort zone and lose myself in thoughts and words and sentences. Diaries and …
I didn’t always “play full out.” I liked to live life in my comfort zone and I didn’t want anything to upset the apple cart. An example: I asked Jesus into my heart and accepted Him as my personal Lord and Savior at the tender age of nine, and for a time, I almost burst with newfound joy. I shared …
What are your feelings on “airing our laundry”? Does it make you uncomfortable if you witness this in public? Does it depend on the circumstance or the situation? In Wednesday’s post I relayed a childhood memory from a humorous perspective. You may remember that I couldn’t look at old “Mr. Fletcher” quite the same way once his wife started hanging …
Comfortable. I even like the word. It makes me feel…well…comfortable. Just rolling that four-syllable-word around on my tongue conjures images of warm, fuzzy bedroom slippers and soft, cozy furniture. When we think of “comfortable,” rarely do we picture a cold, sterile environment such as a hospital or waiting room. But then again, I guess it depends on your perspective. For those who …
A few years ago when we visited Eureka Springs, Arkansas, one of the places we toured was Onyx Cave—a small, but unique delight. The tour is self-guided and fairly easy to navigate, and the folks there are very helpful and courteous. Families with children and teens would enjoy it. Now, a word of caution. Don’t venture down inside this cave …
