More or Less
My son, Ben, mowed the lawn for the first time this weekend. He recently turned 12, has excess evening energy and his father was gone. In my mind, that makes him old enough to run power tools. I was shocked by how well it went. We are too cheap to buy the type of mower
Borrow My Brave
Each one of us has a story Why would I even bother to tell mine? That’s the million dollar question. Honestly, if it were just about me or even my husband, I wouldn’t. But it’s not about us. It’s about you. And your girlfriends. And your sisters. And maybe even your mother. I want to
What if God is waiting for us to leap?
I used to make my family very nervous. (Let’s be honest, I probably still do.) I’d walk in the room and declare, “I’m going to win the Publisher’s Clearinghouse Sweepstakes!” Then for about two weeks I’d carry on and speak as if it were already a done deal. It never was a done deal. I
Kindness is as sweet as pie
Life becomes so sweet when we stop making it about ourselves. I know this, but sometimes I need a refresher course. My sixth-grade son, Ben, and I were working at our church’s annual pie auction to earn some money for his mission trip coming up this summer. I signed us up for “Pie Walker” or
Could you catch the puppy?
I put my underwear on inside-out twice in the past week. Too much information? Yeah, sorry about that. The first time I did it, I was visiting my father and I suspected my mind was on him. But then I did it again after I got home and I’m not sure what I was thinking
Stay where you are
Someone I love in Ohio got into a car accident over the weekend. My first thought was to run to him. He’s okay, but I wanted to be there. To hug his neck and pray with him and reassure him that this accident at age 16 might keep him out of baseball for the season,
It’ll blow your mind
It’s the scariest thing I’ve ever done. And it’s happening in 45 American minutes. I am meeting with a woman who is going to unscrew the top of my head and peek inside. (I mean that figuratively, not literally, thank you Jesus.) I am going to a psychological evaluation. It’s part of the process to
