Reminder!!

Hi there!

I recently talked to a few people who said that they haven't been receiving emails from Eternity Cafe any more. That makes me so sad!

This post is a reminder that for over a year, all my new posts are found over at my new website. If you haven't been receiving my posts and would like to, please visit me over there and subscribe!

Go to: http://susanpanzica.com/eternity-cafe/

You'll see the SUBSCRIBE box in the right hand column.

Enter your email address there. 

Then go to your inbox and click on the link in the verification email. 

Clicking the link allows permission for these emails to be delivered to you. 

Looking forward to re-connecting!!!

The Comparison Thief

Each one should test their own actions. Then they can take pride in themselves alone, without comparing themselves to someone else. — Galatians 6:4

Last week, as my daughter prepared for her Earth Day chapel presentation on creation, we talked about various aspects of creativity, including what stifles it. When I said, “comparison is the thief of creativity,” she replied, “Wow! I’m definitely putting that quote in my powerpoint!!”

The more I thought about it, the more I realized the deep damage that comparison does to us emotionally, spiritually, psychologically, and physically. It is indeed a thief of creativity, but it also robs us of so much more.

To continue reading, please click here.

And please visit me on my new website! To continue to receive emails, please subscribe on the Eternity Cafe page. 

Lights In The Darkness

Driving past the airport in the 4 am darkness, looking out the window, I saw acres of blue lights shining like glowing forget-me-nots on a black velvet carpet. From my ground level view, they looked totally random and downright messy.

But from above, these blue dots guide pilots to the correct destination avoiding total disaster. Each light is part of a complex pattern directing the plane to the proper runway to safely land from the sky, and then leading the pilot to the exact gate.

As the plane readied to take off, I noticed the control tower. In the midst of all the chaos, traffic controllers provided needed guidance and instruction. And when I landed, the ground crew further directed the pilot.

Just the perspective I needed that morning as I reflected on the random messes in my life. Do you have random messes, things that are difficult to understand? To continue reading, click here. 

Please visit my new website and subscribe to continue receiving emails!! To subscribe, enter your email address in the right hand column and then click on the confirmation email you will receive. (If you don't see an email from me, be sure to check your spam folder and mark these emails as "not spam.")

Good News!

My faithful friends, thank you for being part of my writing ministry here on the Eternity Cafe blog.

I have much to tell you. Last weekend at a writers conference, I met with several publishers who are interested in publishing my work - three books! All wildly different. I'll keep you posted on what's to come over on my new website: susanpanzica.com. There's a page for the Eternity Cafe blog, plus other pages for writing, speaking, and the books.

Please visit visit my new website for the latest posts on Good Friday and In The Middle - the dark place between sorrow and joy.

And while there, please please please subscribe to receive future posts!

And in the popup, sign up for the monthly newsletter. I haven't sent one out yet, but you'll be the first to receive it. I promise not to bombard your inbox or share your email address.

susanpanzica.com

Who's calling you?

“AJ, COME HERE!!”

My son AJ turned and put down the rake. Sweaty and tired from his backyard landscaping project, the last thing he expected was to hear our beloved neighbor across the street calling him so harshly. “There must be something wrong,” he thought. And there it was again.

“AJ, COME HERE NOW!!!”

Bewildered, AJ sauntered across the street and saw Kim in her front yard, hands cupped aside her mouth, bellowing, “AJ, COME HERE!”

“Kim, is something wrong?”

Her eyes landed on AJ, and when she saw the expression on his face, Kim broke out in hysterical laughter, hands on knees, almost rolling over into the driveway. It was several minutes before she was able to compose herself enough to squeak out the story. She was dog-sitting, and AJ-the dog had run away down the street.

AJ-the son,  greatly relieved that she was calling AJ-the dog, ran off to retrieve the missing pet.

There’s an important lesson we can glean from this light-hearted case of mistaken identity.

To read the rest of the story, click here. 

To continue to receive emails from Eternity Cafe, please visit my new website and subscribe! www.susanpanzica.com/Eternity-Cafe