Do Better

I have a dear friend that always says, “God doesn’t like ugly.”

While I wholeheartedly agree because sin is ugly, I also have to believe that it deeply hurts God when He sees His children roaming around just being plumb – well – ugly.

The other day I went to the post office to mail Maggie’s hair off that she is donating. In true Daisy fashion I had built this moment up in my mind to be one of remembrance and nostalgia. It was going to be a feel good moment for sure.


While I was standing in line two grown ladies threw what I could only describe as a toddler temper tantrum because they had to wait in line. It made me sad for the lady working behind the counter, and it made me sad for the ladies throwing the fit.

Something Frank and I repeat on the weekly to our children is “Do Better”. It’s a family term of endearment that’s kind of a joke but kind of not.

In that moment – a few days before Thanksgiving – I had this thought: Man, we all need to do better.

So that’s my challenge for myself and for you this holiday season. Y’all, it’s 2020. We already know things are gonna be crazy. Let’s get that in our minds now. Let’s know we will have to wait. Traffic is gonna be congested. Packages will be lost.

But let’s do better. Let’s be kinder. Let’s be Jesus for the ones that need to catch a glimpse of hope this holiday season.

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law. Galatians 5:22-23

Tuck your Toes In

It’s “Tuck your Toes in Tuesday” cause I’m stepping – on my own that is.

A few weeks ago I was out and about running errands. I was wearing a Rays of Sunshine Inc t-shirt and my Created Woman hat. Needless to say, my reppin game was strong.

Unfortunately, I found myself in an aggravating situation with a very sweet girl at the pharmacy. It wasn’t her fault. It wasn’t my fault. It was just life.

As I felt my irritation rising I had to tell myself, “Simmer down that sass, sister.” Remember who you’re representing.”

But honestly, who am I really representing? I’m representing Christ – all day err day. It shouldn’t matter if it’s written like a blazing banner on every article of clothing that I’m wearing or not. It shouldn’t matter if I’m in person or on the phone – or the keyboard.

I said what I said.

His fruit should be evident in my life regardless if I’m wearing my WWJD bracelet or not. And His fruit isn’t rotten – like the attitude I was fighting that day.

Y’all (points to self) today when you start stepping, remember whose you are. Remember who you’re representing. And remember that you just might be the only glimpse of Jesus that someone sees today.

Step boldly, but step with grace.

“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, forbearance, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.” Galatians 5:22-23