My latest bout of anxiety showed up on the oddest of days – the day of my baptism. At 37 years old, wife to a pastor, I was baptized. I have followed Jesus for many years now, but recently God and I have had lots of talks about my baptism. Baptism is a step in…
I had the brilliant idea to teach my boys the game Spoons. I love Spoons! It’s easy, fast-paced, easy to reset and start again. Perfect for wiggly boys, right? I explain the rules. Pick a card from the right, pass to the left. Keep only 7 cards in your hand at a time. You need…
“I see a life redeemed, a story unfolding….”
“I have set the Lord always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I will not be shaken.” Psalm 16:8 As we say goodbye to the old year and take our first steps into the new, let’s not forget the arts of remembering and reflecting. Look back. Check your calendar, Facebook memories, or…
“As each part does its work.” Why is that the hard part? One of the things that often stops me from sharing my story through writing is the thought that I have nothing inspired or original to say. My story is similar to many others, why does anyone want to hear what I have to…
(I know, that title. Hear me out. I kinda liked the title, anyway.) 2 Corinthians is one of my favorite books in the Bible. I love Paul’s writings, first of all. He is always so persuasive, so direct, so genuine. Strong in his faith, loving toward others, but never subservient or weak. But 2 Corinthians…
“Jesus understands everything you’re going through.” “For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but one who in every respect has been tempted as we are, yet without sin.” Hebrews 4:15 Anyone ever read that and think, “Yeaaahh, but not ____” or “But my situation did not happen back then”…
I’ve never dealt well with difficult news. Lately, I’m processing a potential new diagnosis for my son. Four years ago, he was diagnosed with ADHD. That’s been its own journey, but new doctors and experiences have led us to question if he is on the autism spectrum. We’re currently in the thick of the diagnosis…
Dreams. They’re just dreams. Crazy, mixed up, scary, but not real. Thoughts alone. Manifestations of neurons. Pictures and fragments in a blender in my head while I sleep, trying to sort themselves out. I dreamed that I knew I was about to witness my husband’s death. Some sort of gentleman’s duel, sort of, only it…
Evenings. They’re hard with kids. Even if we’re closing up a good day, with cooperative children, sweet kid kisses, and relative sibling harmony, evenings can really suck. But today wasn’t a particularly blissful day in parenting. And it was definitely hard by supper time. Gideon goes overly emotional with buttons sticking a mile out. Noah…