A Little Daily Note from God

Leave a comment

Maybe you’ve done this…as you face a big decision in life, maybe a crossroads, you collect every bit of information you can to help you make the best decision. Maybe you’ve even resorted to reading your horoscope.  Admit it we all have at least once.

But, if you’ve ever read your horoscope in the newspaper you’ve probably read the wrong sign.  Astrologists now say that the signs are one month off.  The Star Tribune reported“The ancient Babylonians based zodiac signs on the constellation the sun was “in” on the day a person was born. During the ensuing millenniums, the moon’s gravitational pull has made the Earth “wobble” around its axis, creating about a one-month bump in the stars’ alignment”.

Wouldn’t we all love a little glimpse of our future.   Sometimes maybe even cried out to God asking if he could just tell you what your future holds.  I think that’s why people sometimes read their horoscope.  It gives a moment of clarity for your future in this most uncertain life.  Wouldn’t it be cool if you could open up the newspaper and there was a little personal note to you from God?

Something like, “Good morning…just wanted to let you know that there is nothing that’s going to happen to you today that you and I can’t handle together…have a good day…talk to you soon.”

What kind of daily note would you like to receive from God?


Speak Life and Possibility


Sometimes the only way to deal with such tragedy is to find a way to learn from it and become better.

That’s what I got out of President Obama’s speech yesterday at The Memorial Service honoring those that lost their lives in the Tuscon, Arizona shooting.  In his speech he said…it is time to talk with each other “in a way that heals, not in a way that wounds…We may not be able to stop all evil in the world, but I know that how we treat one another is entirely up to us.”

My co-host Brennan says his goal is to speak life and possibility into people’s lives.  I love that.  I think it starts at home.

Every night as a part of the bedtime routine with the kids I tell my kids what I am “most proud of them for” that day. Maybe it’s playing nicely with their siblings, or helping Mommy put away the groceries.  I try to find something that involves helping others.  It’s something my husband says his mother used to do with him every night.

It trickled down to our family.  I think that’s the whole idea.  Once we speak life and possibility into the lives of our children, they speak it into the lives of their friends, and the lives of their children, and their Grandchildren…and just maybe the world around you will become a better place when more people hear the words, “I believe in you.” instead of “You’re not good enough.”

Tell me you speak life and possibility into the lives of your family by commenting to this blog.


Bald and a Beauty Queen

Leave a comment

Bad Hair Days, Good Hair Days, what about no hair days? As a woman hair can be so defining, but what if you lost it all?  What if you were bald at 22 years old?  Would you still feel beautiful?

Kayla Martell does.  She’s 22 years old, and competing this week for the Miss America title.  She’s Miss Delaware.  She’s been bald since she was 11 years old.  She has alopecia areata, a rare condition that results in unexplained hair loss. But that’s not stopping her from competing for her lifelong dream.

She wears a wig in competition, but not at home.  “When I’m home with my family, I’m always without my wig — that’s who I am,” She told Today.com.

Maybe it’s that confidence that gives her  True Beauty.  Her story reminds me that no matter what problems you have, what mistakes you have made, they only limit your future if you let it.

Tell me about the most beautiful person in your life…

Click here for her full story

Love in Action Overcoming Hate

1 Comment

So much hate this weekend.  Yet so much love in action.  Just by holding someone’s hand.

I don’t know about you, but whenever I see an older couple walking and holding hands together I think I hope that’s me someday…I hope I will be loved like that when the kids are gone, when the wrinkle cream doesn’t matter anymore, and everything has sagged.

There’s a couple like that folks are talking about this morning that had that deep love throughout their life.  The  Stoddard’s were known as the “lifeblood” of their church. They had been married for 56 years. They put their hearts into helping others and have changed many lives.

It just so happens they were standing in line at a Safeway in Tuscan, Arizona on Saturday to meet their Congresswoman, Gabrielle Giffords, when a gunman opened fire. Mr. Stoddard laid on top of his wife to tried to shield her.  He died, but Mrs. Stoddard survived even though she was shot in the leg.  He made the ultimate sacrifice for his wife.  What an amazing love story.

Fast Acting Intern

He was the new guy – the intern – Daniel Hernandez starting working with Rep. Giffords just 5 days ago.  He’s a poli sci major and his job was to sign in people and control traffic at Giffords’ event on Saturday at the Safeway in Tuscan, Arizona.  Turns out he also had studied nursing.

When the shooting started, he was more than 30 feet away around a corner, but he rushed to her side.  He started checking the pulses of those hurt…he noticed she had been shot in the head, and he rushed to help her.  He was able to shut off all emotions and get to work.  He lifted her head, because he feared she might choke on her own blood and used smocks from the grocery store’s meat department as makeshift bandages for her and other victims. He asked her questions and although she couldn’t respond she was squeezing his hand.  He saved her life.

I find it fascinating that in each of these moments someone was holding another’s hand.  Studies have shown that just by the simple act of holding a loved ones hand can lessen the amount of physical pain you feel.

The intern holding his boss’s hand. The husband embracing his wife.  Love in Action.  Overcoming Hate.  Just by holding hands…



From Homeless to Household Name

Leave a comment

If you’ve ever doubted that God can change your life…just look at the story of Homeless former radio announcer, Ted Williams.

Just a couple days ago he made his living by standing on the side of a road in Ohio holding up a piece of cardboard that said, “I have a God given gift of voice and have fallen on hard times…”

He had a drug and alcohol problem and lost his family and his job.  He lost everything, but someone cared anyway.  A newspaper reporter that passed by him decided to document Ted’s story.  He took a video, put it on the local newspaper’s website ,and it went viral.

Now he has job offers from the Cleveland Cavaliers and the NFL!  He credits his new found relationship with God for the turnaround.  All because someone stopped to care and this homeless man dared to believe in a God you can’t see.

It’s a modern day Good Samaritan Story.   A real story of redemption.  Second Chances.

It reminds me that no matter how bad things get, God is still able to turn it around.  And that everyday people like you and me can be used God to give those second chances away.

What second chances has God given you?  Tell me about it by commenting on this blog…

Makes you think twice next time you drive pass someone holding up a cardboard sign.

Dream a Little Dream with Me

1 Comment

My Mom sends me the “Daily Word” devotional book every month. It’s just a little book with a page of inspiration every day. Yesterday’s really made an impact.

“What do I truly love to do? What makes my spirit soar? Maybe it’s dancing, singing or playing the guitar. Perhaps it’s drawing, painting, or woodworking. Whatever the activity, I set the intention to add it to my daily or weekly routine. Creative expression lifts my spirit and energizes my life. As I allow my creativity to shine, I have a renewed zest for life. My mind and body are recharged and fully engaged as I tune in to the creative power of Spirit. I let this power radiate through me in new ways. I enjoy rich and abundant living as I open to the continual flow of divine ideas that spring forth from within me.”

I love to write and I LOVE to talk…that’s why I host a Morning Show.  I also think that Motherhood has taken over my life sometimes.  There’s only so much “Stinky poo poo” that I can handle.  I have thought many times “what if I would have gone for the career route?”  Where would I be now?  Would I have a TV gig?  Would I be happier or not?  I can’t let myself go there.

I have realized that their are seasons in my life.  I don’t have to have all of those things right now.  I’m a mom.  I feel confident in that role right now.  I also co-host a Morning Show.  I’m done by 9:30am and that allows me to be creative…and be a mom.  It also makes me exhausted.  Sleep is over rated.

But, after reading this, I thought I’d take one more step forward.  I WILL write something everyday.  Maybe it’s a blog entry, maybe a personal one for my journal with an actual real pen and paper, or maybe it’s the beginning to a book I dream of having published one day.  Every night before I go to bed.  I will write something.  That makes me so happy.

I will also not shy away from crazy big ideas and dreams. If “talking” is something I love to do.  Why not try to do it on TV!  Since I was a child, my dream has been to host the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade! I know it’s kind of silly, but I love it.  I love the tradition of it.  The co-anchors, and side line reporters wearing fun winter hats and beautiful coats, the big balloons, and marching bands.  If Betty White can get on SNL through Facebook why can’t Amanda? So, I created a Facebook Group and you can join the “Help Amanda emcee the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade” !  I’m serious!

Join the cause to “Help Amanda emcee the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade” here!

What creative things do you love to do?  Could you resolve this year to make them a regular part of your routine?

Finding Meaning during Suffering


Emily, Zoe, and AndyThere is a theme weaving through what I’m reading and praying and learning about.  It’s finding meaning during suffering.
It’s very strange.  So much of my belief over the past 10 years has centered around the fact that God doesn’t cause bad things to happen….everything has been perfect so it was easy to believe that….and than WHAMO…a really bad thing happened, it smacked me in the face and made me realize that life is not a fairy tale.  I can’t help but ask why?  What did i do to deserve this?

Through the book “Man’s Search for Meaning” and the latest sermon series at my church called “Grounded”, I’ve learned that despite God’s GOOD plans for us…bad things happens.  It’s how you deal with the bad that matters.

“Pain is inevitable, but misery is optional”
For example, weight lifting.  When you lift weights you’re getting stronger even though your muscles feel weaker.  After the 3rd set your muscles feel like limp noodles hardly able to lift a pencil, but you know that it’s only temporary.  You do it purposely to get stronger.  Literally as your muscles rip and tear they rebuild themselves stronger.
My brokeness and suffering is producing perserverence and hope.  Someday I will be able to write all about this.  Right now I must be vague.
I’ve never experienced such suffering before.  I thought I had, but I never have been through anything like this.  Suffering will change you.  If you allow it to.  If I allow hope to seep in during this time of suffering and not dwell on the negative, the reasons why I should give up, if I persevere, I wil be better.  My heart muscles are repairing themselves stronger than they were before.
There is hope that lies beyond our suffering. I will not be caught by bitterness and misery, but hang on to the glory that will be revealed in us.  Something so much better awaits…

Older Entries Newer Entries