Posts by Debra Gaskill

The cashier’s first words to me today were, “2022 was a horrible year. I’m glad it’s over.” When I pulled into my neighborhood after leaving the store, I saw a friend and rolled down my car window. Before I could ask how he was, he volunteered, “Aren’t you glad 2022 is over?” I asked, “Was…

Maybe it was the pandemic or the 2020 election, but remember not all that long ago when the “internet prophets” rose up and had…pretty much daily words “from the Lord”? Don’t worry. I’m not getting political–wouldn’t even think of going there. But I am going to get Scriptural–like in the Bible.   I remember that…

I love getting up early. It’s the part of the day that I have the most control over. The phone hasn’t started ringing and no text notifications are going off. It’s just me, my breakfast and my morning devotional time. Breakfast is simple–a piece of whole grain toast with a slight dab of preserves and…

It was an important picture. After all, it was going on the cover of my first book. So the top I chose to wear had to represent me as an author. I had learned from French Chic Expert, Marie-Anne Lecoeur, that French women–whose fashion I greatly admire–keep it simple with a touch of something unique.…

Recently I had a few things slip into my life that were unpleasant. And, to be honest, I knew how they got through the cracks. I had not been quite as fervent, tenacious, intense and watchful, as I typically am. Why? Busyness, distractions and unexpected things pulled at my time leaving me a bit depleted.…

Have you ever read a social media post that starts out something like this… “To the person who just stole my purse in the Kroger parking lot.” Or “To the person who just cut me off on I-4 and almost made me wreck my car.” First of all, let’s get real. The person who stole…

Many years ago, after transferring my grocery bags into the trunk of my car I noticed the trash I had left in the cart. Deep down inside of me I heard these words, “Clean up your mess.” I picked up my trash and put it in a bag to dispose of when I got home.…

I don’t know why, at times, I’ve allowed a toxic person to remain in my life, and at the same time thought God would actually bring healthy people into my circle. That’s just not how things work. God does not operate with “mixtures”. It was 2 a.m., and I don’t even remember getting out of…

Stepping out. Taking a risk. Making a bold move. It all seems so exciting at the time. Until you throw your leg over the side of the boat and realize you aren’t walking on water. Then it gets pretty dicey. I knew someone who was handed a potentially life changing gift–a six-figure inheritance. Because they…