Mollie T. Cox, Author at 100 Words

Accomplishing Goals

June 28th, 2025
Mollie T. Cox

I ask God every day to bring all the right things and all the right folks into my life and to help me recognize them when they show up. That’s how I built my whole life.
Dolly Parton

Dolly dreamed big dreams, but she focused on the process and what she had been given, trusting God to provide.

I don’t dream big dreams. (See here.) I don’t believe I can be whatever I want to be. (See here.)

How do I move forward with the vision I believe I’ve been given when I have doubts or become discouraged?

The past fifteen months, I was involved in two unexpected, overwhelming projects that had great impact on others and blessed me tremendously. On reflection, this scripture came to mind.

For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.
Ephesians 2:10 (ESV)

By recalling how God prepared me for these recent works—which I would not have chosen—it becomes easier to trust that I’ve been prepared for those future projects that at times seem overwhelming.

Family, Friendship, Parenting

The Power of Cake

June 21st, 2025
Mollie T. Cox

All the world is a birthday cake, so take a piece, but not too much.
George Harrison.

I have incredibly wonderful memories of my grandmothers. Unconditional love, sacrifice, understanding, laughter, special gifts, family stories, and more. I remember some of those in detail but not all.

However, I remember in detail the cakes my grandmothers fed me. Almost forty years after my last bites, I can visualize the appearance and recall the taste of homemade apple stack cake made by Mamaw and the red velvet and coconut cakes Grandmommy bought from Miller’s Bakery.

What’s another cherished childhood memory? The rainbow cake my parents bought from Glenwood Bakery. That Saturday outing lasted only one or two years, but the memories have lasted sixty. The colorful layers that were revealed after that moist cake was cut were marvelous to my young eyes.

My book club shares their cake details and photos.

I hadn’t thought about my childhood cakes until I read the opening quote by George Harrison. I googled the psychology of cake, and the best description is below.

Cake is not just a food; it’s an emotion.
Anonymous

Let’s take seriously the joy of cake and its effects on us.

Favorites, Parenting

Protect the Colts*

June 14th, 2025
Mollie T. Cox

While playing with peers, my sons were exposed to inappropriate, harmful behavior. My husband and I made the hard—yet easy—decision that there must be adult supervision when our boys were with a certain child.

The day after we explained our unpopular stance, we providentially read aloud Farmer Boy by Laura Ingalls Wilder. Young Almanzo wanted to train the two-year-old colts, but his father said,

A boy who didn’t know any better might scare a young horse, or tease it, or even strike it … It would learn to bite and kick and hate people…

When Almanzo persisted chapters later, he was told,

In five minutes you can teach them tricks it will take me months to gentle out of them.

When Almanzo eventually went too near the colts, his father repeated his warnings.

That’s too good a colt to be spoiled. I won’t have you teaching tricks that I’ll have to train out of it.

We were accused of being overprotective, of taking mischief too seriously. We knew it was deeper. Reading Wilder’s words—written over fifty years earlier—encouraged us. Our sons were far more valuable than colts.

Have you providentially received encouragement from an unexpected source?

* Edited and republished for the fifth anniversary of 100words.

Favorites, Friendship

Be The First To Ask For Help *

June 7th, 2025
Mollie T. Cox

I had three preschoolers. My nearby friend had four preschoolers. I was overwhelmed many times. She was overwhelmed most of the time. When I ran errands, I occasionally offered to include hers. She always declined, but that changed after I needed mulch.

Potential buyers were coming one afternoon. Our house was for sale in a buyer’s market, and mulch would significantly improve our curb appeal. However, my husband had the car at work the morning my realtor called.

During a quick morning phone conversation, my friend mentioned she was taking all—yes, all four—of her preschoolers shopping at a garden center. At that moment, I was desperate enough to ask for mulch. My friend drove up a couple hours later with three oversized bags, and I immediately spread under our azaleas.

More than mulch, she brought a new attitude. My future offers to help were embraced. I don’t know why. Maybe she realized that adding items to a cart did not impose. Whatever the reason, our friendship grew from my mulch request.

It didn’t stop there. Other friendships grew when I was vulnerable to ask for the help I needed.

Do you need encouragement to accept help?

*Edited and republished for the fifth anniversary of 100words.

Relationships

The Whole Truth Pt. 2

May 31st, 2025
Mollie T. Cox

Do you solemnly swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth under the penalty of law.
Oath for sworn Testimony

Since I wrote about telling the whole truth (see here), I’ve taken the oath and testified in a court of law.

In preparation for testimony, I learned which statements are allowed in the courtroom.

Hearsay is not truth. I cannot testify about what someone else said.

Speculation is not truth. I cannot testify based on my guesses, deductions, or inferences.

I was asked a question about a matter in which expertise was required. I had no expertise and could only speculate, so I declined. I was next asked about my observations and could comply.

Courtroom protocols are worthy of remembering outside the courtroom. (My husband would agree because I do like to speculate.) Equally important, I am more equipped to deal with opinions disguised as facts. (See here.)

That’s hearsay.

That sounds like speculation.

Do you speculate as much as I do? (Of course, to answer, you have to speculate about how much I speculate.)