God Still Moves
Nothing brings me more excitement than seeing the work of God in the lives of those I love and care about. It means they are being obedient to His will and allowing Him to do what He does best in their lives. And when He is free to work, His righteous Right Hand moves mountains, heals sick, saves the lost, and utterly changes for the better everything it touches. I get excited just seeing it happen! I was blessed to
I Hope I Never Forget…
I hope I never forget the way Addie talks all day in her little four month old way - with a long string of "ah-goos" and raspberries. I hope I never forget the way she lights up when anyone she loves is near, smiles a big, toothless smile and squeals with delight. I hope I never forget how she looks on her big brother with a longing to be right in the middle of whatever he is doing. I hope
It Just Takes a Little Discipline
For those of you who are parents out there, you know first-hand that it's not very easy. Kids can get the best of us when we're not looking and throw a wrench in even the most pleasant of occasions. Those of you who are parents of toddlers are keenly aware of this fact. But I'm no first-time mom now. I'm a mother of two. It's a whole new ball game these days. My attention is divided. My time is cut
You Know You’re a Tired Mom When…
As a follow up to yesterday's post, I thought I'd make a list of some of the silly things I've done as a tired mom. I have to admit I've been guilty of some pretty ridiculous mom laziness in my time, moreso lately it seems. Some of them, when I think about them, make me literally laugh out loud. So I thought I'd compile a list of my lazies in hopes that it will serve to remind me someday of
Mother of the Year
I've been quite tired lately. Tired, cranky, incessantly hungry, so much so that for a few terrifying days I thought I might be pregnant again. Don't get me wrong, we want more kids. Just not yet. Dear sweet Jesus, not yet. I love being a mom. It is far and above the best thing I've ever done. I'm no super mom. But I love my babies and they bring me more joy than I ever could have imagined. But they
Miracles Still Happen
It was a Monday like any other Monday during the end of my pregnancy. I woke up that morning one day past my due date and about ten days past my wit's end. Yes, I was mentally and emotionally done being pregnant. But I was apparently not physically done. Now before you go judging me for my ungrateful attitude, please let me explain that I am a relatively complaint-free pregnant woman, up until the last few weeks. Being that I'm
Star-shaped Quesadillas and the Resiliency of a Two Year Old
There are no pearls to offer on this particular blog entry. I have no divine wisdom to impart on you after countless hours of observation and months of postulation. What I have for this entry is the right hand of motherly camaraderie, extended from me, the first time mom, to you, my faithful reader-mom, to remind you that you're not crazy, you're not alone, and you aren't failing as a mother. A friend of mine said wisely, "In comparing ourselves
It’s a Hot Spiced Tea Kind of Day
I'm in Texas. It's November 12 and we're just now cooling off. Such is life in the Lone Star State. But I can't complain. It's gorgeous and crisp outside, the perfect weather for my mom's hot spiced tea. And since I love this time of year so much, I thought I'd share the love... and the recipe. It's delicious! Ingredients: 1/3 c. Tang 1/3 c. Instant tea w/ lemon (I use decaf so that I can drink it at night
It’s My Favorite Time of Year
Fall. It's the best. When you live in Texas like I do, it's the best for a lot of reasons. Namely, you've just come out of what was quite possibly the hottest summer you've ever experienced (even though you say that every year) and you're so desperate for relief that when it finally comes, all you can say is, "Thank you, Jesus!" But aside from the falling temps, there is something so magical about this time of year to me.
$1.58 Later, Dinner for the Whole Family
I'm all about using what I have on hand. I'm also all about saving every dollar possible. Some might call me cheap. I call it thrifty. I like to think of myself as The Frugal Wanna-be Gourmet. So on on tonight's menu: dinner for the whole family for a whopping $1.58. Now that I have your undivided attention, I shall reveal my magical goddess of the kitchen secrets to you. 😉 The other night I didn't feel like putting a
This is not a competition
I've been a part of many churches over the years, but after over six years of being a part of my current church, I have to say that I have never seen a church grow and thrive as healthily as Gateway. It blows my mind how it has practically exploded over the last 12 years (yes, it's only 12 years old and it is already in the top five largest churches in the country.) I'm not saying all of this
I’ll Never Underestimate a Toddler Again
I was in my room putting on my make-up at my dressing table - my typical morning routine. My son was playing around the house, in and out of my room with random toys and gadgets he found impressive - his typical morning routine. He walked up to me with his winning smile, the one and only remote control to our precious, smart 3D HDTV in his hand. That was the last time I saw the remote control. Honestly, I
Short Reads
The Fall of the Evangelical Industrial Complex is Looming…
Unlike 15 years ago with the Hawkins lawsuit…
…Daystar cannot control the narrative and get out ahead of stories with a spin of “extortion” and “blackmail” anymore. In the age of social media, podcasters, YouTube, and even armchair observers, there is no more tight control of the narrative.
The same is true for legacy media, and we are watching their demise in real time.
We’re watching the fall of the Evangelical Industrial Complex, too.
It is good that tightly-knit organizations that protect each other at the expense of truth, justice, and morality should fall publicly and painfully.
In the same way that they’re retaliating against Elon Musk by keying Tesla owners’ cars, the Christian media is organizing “anonymous” accounts for smear campaigns, doxxing, and intimidation. It’s the same tactic — and it’s a tactic that only proves one thing: they’re losing.
Unlike 15 years ago with the Hawkins lawsuit, Daystar cannot control the narrative and get out ahead of stories with a spin of “extortion” and “blackmail” anymore. In the age of social media, podcasters, YouTube, and even armchair observers, there is no more tight control of the…
— Morgan G Farris, Loquacious Curmudgeon (@MorganGFarris) April 1, 2025
A Tale of Two Responses
I know there are many who are still very angry with Gateway after the fall of Robert Morris…
…but when I look at that situation versus what’s happening at Daystar, I cannot help but notice some important differences.
Once Cindy made her story public, people within the Gateway organization instigated an independent, thirty-party investigation into her claims and found that not only was Robert guilty, but he had people help him hide the truth. All of those people were forced to leave Gateway, including Robert Morris.
In contrast, when Jonathan and Suzy Lamb made their story public, Daystar refused to allow an independent, third-party investigation and continued to double down by ignoring the outcry of a child and insisting on the innocence of a man who has not been properly investigated or exonerated. To top it off, they have now gone on an internet witch hunt, blackmailing people and harassing anyone who speaks out.
Color me naive, but I’ll take Gateway’s response all day long over what Daystar is doing.
It’s Not a Worship Song
This is going to ruffle feathers, but the majority of songs touted as worship songs today are not, in fact, worship songs. Most of them are focused on us, what we get out of God, and how God makes us feel.
That isn’t worship. That’s hedonism. I’m looking at you, Brandon Lake.
The Erosion of Worship Lyrics
We went from singing lyrics like:
Then sings my soul my Savior God to Thee
How great Thou art, how great Thou art
To:
You didn’t want heaven without us
So Jesus, you brought heaven down
Or:
I’ll bring my hard-fought, heartfelt
Been through hell hallelujah
Or:
I want to sit at your feet, drink from the cup in your hands
Lay back against you and breathe, feel your heartbeat
We’ve taken our sacred spaces where we praise the Creator of the universe for His glory and goodness and turned them into places where we tell God what we want from Him next. Church, we must return to true praise in Spirit and in Truth and abandon the hedonism that has infiltrated the holy place.
You’re Not Following Christ
If you’re following Christ because a TV preacher told you you’d be blessed, you’re not following Christ, you’re following your desires.
Biblical Prosperity
Perhaps the prosperity that the Prosperity Gospel Peddlers tout is rooted in a capitalist view of what is good for us. Perhaps the prosperity God promises throughout the Bible is one for our souls, not simply our means. Perhaps when God says he will provide all that we need, it might be manna, not a steak dinner.
