The Queen of Recovery
During pageant week, Susan Thomas knew she was right on the edge of the coveted Top Ten. It was her moment to charm the judges and seal her fate. But what happened next made Susan a pageant legend...
During pageant week, Susan Thomas knew she was right on the edge of the coveted Top Ten. It was her moment to charm the judges and seal her fate. But what happened next made Susan a pageant legend...
Rhonda Rhea If hanging onto reality is anything like hanging pictures, mine probably needs to go a little higher and to the right. I know, I know. There are all…
efore I can grab onto what the Lord wants me to do, and before I can experience the satisfaction and joy that comes with fruitfulness, I have to let go of sin and selfishness and hang on tight to the instruction of His Word.
Rhonda Rhea One little word can change the course of a day. Sometimes that word is taco. Especially if it’s a Tuesday.’’ I don’t know who came up with the…
We were at Hooters. And I was acting like a Pharisee.
Rhonda Rhea I think about 87% of my shopping at a couple of my fave department stores happens in the maze of a checkout line. Recently, I went into the…
by Rhonda Rhea in Leading Hearts magazine | There’s a fear when dealing with glitter — the fear that you will never escape it. Ever
I don’t know about you, but when it comes to believing God for the Impossible, I have two big BUT problems.
by Beth Duewel and Rhonda Rhea in Leading Hearts Magazine
All of us can sometimes put our happy spaces in weird places. People get caught up, for instance, in the thread count of their sheets. Thread count. If it’s not Egyptian cotton in a thread count impressive enough to require a greater number of stacks of cash in the bank than the count of the threads in the sheets, suddenly that bed is just not a happy place. It’s all about the thread count. The math is not uncomplicated.
The two of us, Beth and Rhonda, maintain that everyone is getting a little too caught up in the thread count, when shouldn’t the crumb count be a bigger deal? We were talking about it the other day and discovered that we don’t really like the idea of snacking in bed—mostly because we don’t like the idea of sheets that are too…how can we put it…exfoliat-ey. But then later we decided the fact that we’re not bed-snackers might actually be more about the other fact that neither of our husbands are big into exfoliation either.

by Rhonda Rhea in Leading Hearts magazine
I’ve pretty much always been a girlie-girl. When I was little, while the other kids were singing, “Head and shoulders, knees and toes, knees and toes,” I was singing something more like, “Head, new hairdo, purse and shoes, purse and shoes.”
Froo-froo is part of my make-up. Even my makeup is part of my make-up. I was in a hurry and ran out of the house without eyeliner the other day.
People are definitely not used to seeing me liner-less, but even I underestimated their consternation. All day long they kept asking if I was feeling okay. “Have you been under the weather?” “Do you need to go home?”
Because, yeah, everyone knows the first sign of an illness is the loss of dark lines around the eyes.