Angel Wheeler

Jesus is my home-boy

  • Water-Walking in the Storm

      WHOOSH. The sound of the wind being sucked from our sails. The rug being pulled from under our feet. The breath knocked from our lungs. It happens. This life has a way of sometimes catching us off guard. Sometimes it’s when we’re rocking along, with everything going our way, and then WHOOSH. Or maybe it’s when… Read more

  • His Eyes Are on the Lilacs, And I Know He Cares For Me!

    We left the arid, drought drenched plains of the Texas panhandle at the beginning of 2013 and moved to the majestic mountains of New Mexico. It was nothing short of a complete leap of faith. There was not a job bringing us here. There was very little family here to support us. It was a… Read more

  • How Facebook Made Me Lose Ground

    For the past six months I’ve been off of Facebook.  It has been with its ups and downs.  I’m sometimes out of the loop (not always a bad thing.)  I’m sometimes starved for interaction and attention by people who are over the age of three.  The longer I’ve gone, the easier it has gotten, but… Read more

  • You Dance Over Me

    I’m not sure what it was that woke me in the middle of the night.  The dream.  The fact that my left leg was asleep from stem to stern.  Or my big barking dog in the backyard.  Whatever it was, I was awake. I wiggled my leg, feeling the pins and needles begin to subside;… Read more

  • A spirit of self-discipline

    Last night I attended a womens’ Bible study.  My emotions were all over the place.  I wasn’t sure if I  should go since I don’t attend the same church as the ladies in the Bible study, or ANY church currently, for that matter.  Also, it wasn’t like I was actually invited.  They asked Ash to… Read more

  • You’d better listen.

    This morning I sent this 14 year old off to school. It’s Homecoming here.  Last night there was a bonfire, today a pep rally, tonight a football game, tomorrow a dance. We be busy. So later, I was replying to some comments here on my blog and I ended up clicking on something that took… Read more

  • My Happily Ever After

    I’ve known my husband since I was eleven years old and he was twelve, that’s how it is in a small town.  My family ran onto some hard times and had to move to the po’ side o’ town.  That’s the poor side of town for those who aren’t from there.  You’ve heard the joke…..we were… Read more

  • Am I worthy of a ‘hello, nice to meet you?’

    I’m ranting. Not just because I’m mad, but because I’m sad too.  Anger and tears.  That’s what happens to me.  First I get angry, and then I cry and then I get angrier that I’m crying, and then I cry harder, which makes me more angry.  Aaarrrggghhhh! I have such a high tolerance too.  I… Read more

  • 5 months

    My sweet and precious Emma Kate, Today you are 5 months old.  I’ve known this day was coming, but it just doesn’t seem possible. I look at you and I can’t believe it.  That sweet tiny baby has morphed into a bundle of fun, with a  big grin and a bit of a mischievous nature… Read more

  • A Better World

    I  think I’m officially a mommy blogger, as all my posts of late center around my baby. But how can you blame me?  She has yet to lose that new baby smell as my husband jokingly says. She is my obsession. She will always be my obsession. She is sleeping in my arms as I… Read more