Author Archives: Niki Melton

This morning was typical.  I got up to an offensive alarm yowl.  The kitties enjoyed some “door-time” in our kitchen watching the squirrels and birds hurry to gather provisions for the coming snow (I’m hopeful!).  I was sitting at the kitchen table in my usual spot going over David’s lyrics in my Psalmist devotional asContinue reading “My Seat 1.8.21”

The last few days have been “cleanup days”.  Our garage is in shambles, mostly because we never fully unpacked after we moved in last year.  The kid’s rooms are a wreck – thanks to staying home and pulling out Every. Toy. They. Own!  The kitchen is a hot mess because of homeschool overflow and aContinue reading “Rest 7.19.20”

It’s 4:30 on Sunday afternoon.  “All I can smell is bacon,” I holler from my kitchen.  It’s the same space that we had cooked the bacon almost 7 hours earlier.  We had mostly recovered; only the smell lingered, but we had finally been able to close the windows.  I used to get mad at peopleContinue reading “Bacon 6.28.20”

Oh my soul, why so weary, why so deluded? Can I not bring about change in my own life? No. I have neither the power nor the circumstantial repertoire to perform such acts. Where shall I turn? To You Lord, of course. But yet, why does my spirit lag? How can I motivate my soulContinue reading “Prayer 6.20.20”

Ever notice how things can seem the same long after changes have been made?  Healthier eating, for example.  You may make changes to your diet for health reasons, weight loss encouragement, seasonal availability, ethical cause, or even because it is the new thing and everyone else raves about it.  But no matter the reason, seldomContinue reading “Freedom 6.19.20”

John 14:23 “Jesus answered, “If anyone loves Me, he will keep My word. My Father will love him, and We will come to him and make Our home with him.” Still staying home?  Yup.  My daughter is even excited about planning her “Zoom” birthday party.  “Normal” is just so far from normal. These are troublingContinue reading “Toilets (yes, Again!) 6.18.20”

I am not a fan of Miley Cyrus.  Now her dad, Billy Ray, is a different story.  His song (you know the one!) came out when I was at cheerleading camp one summer, and it was quickly incorporated into a dance finale for all the girls.  No, I was never any good at cheerleading.  ButContinue reading “Take a Walk 6.13.20”

I’ll admit it.  I used to think anxiety was a bit of a joke.  And I never thought “panic attacks” were real.  That was, until I was diagnosed with them, and it hit me that all those times that I thought I was dying of a heart attack based on my very real, very intenseContinue reading “Fear 6.1.20”