by Teresa Shields Parker | Apr 9, 2017 | #KickWeight, Blog, Devotional, Family, Health, Inspiration, Poetry
Forty years seems like a long time, but it goes by in a flash. Today my husband have been married for that long. I remember when we first got married. It was almost impossible to think of being married that long.The hope that was there became wishful thinking only a... 
by Teresa Shields Parker | Dec 23, 2016 | Blog, Health, Inspiration, Poetry, Purpose
Everyone was gathering for the birthday party. All was set. The dining room was perfectly decorated. She had out her best tablecloth, the fancy lace one. Red crepe paper decked the room and there were party favors, little hats with each one’s name, balloons and... 
by Teresa Shields Parker | Dec 3, 2016 | Family, Poetry
We step up and buckle in. Anticipation is high. We know, this could be the ride of our life. We climb steadily, always upward As if any minute our minds might leave our bodies And just as we reach the top thinking we can’t go higher, We plummet and then, climb... 
by Teresa Shields Parker | Aug 5, 2016 | Devotional, Poems and fiction, Poetry, Purpose
I wish you enough … isn’t that what we all want, just enough to get by? And yet, God tells us He has so much more than just enough, abundance, overflowing life. It really seems impossible to attain though when you feel like you are barely scraping by.... 
by Teresa Shields Parker | Jun 14, 2016 | Family, Magazine, Poetry, Uncategorized
One look in your beautiful eyes and I fell immediately, hopelessly, unashamedly in love with you. Even though you didn’t really have hair until you were two years old. It didn’t matter. Your gorgeous eyes mesmerized those around you. When I thought of you,... 
by Teresa Shields Parker | Mar 10, 2016 | #KickWeight, Blog, Devotional, Health, Poetry
Misery does not love company, especially not if they wear skinny jeans and have no idea of what it’s like to live in a body the size of a small country where you have been exiled. Misery loves donuts. Why? So it can make you even more miserable. Misery is just...