I’m Not Proud of My Daughter
“I’m not proud of my daughter.” That’s a stupid title, right? Of course I’m proud of my daughter. It’s just that when people say, “You must be proud” (which they say quite often right now thanks to Walmart carrying her product), I feel something else. It’s not exactly pride. It’s something deeper. I feel… gratitude.
Week 38 Memory Verse: How to fill an ocean
Is there anybody in your life you’d be okay with God sort of “forgetting” to save? It’s not like you intentionally wish ill-will on them (or maybe you do), it’s just that they have pulled one too many punches. They’ve hurt you or the one you love too many times to be forgiven. Or maybe
A Very Cozy Video
Once upon a time, this happened: Cozys for the Cure are in some Walmart stores now (mainly in the southern states), but will be in many more stores in October. Look for them in the Housewares department. They are $1.97 and there are seven designs. Perfect for gift giving!
Can we trust the world to be kind to our kids?
I was walking through Walmart the other day watching parents and their college students prepare for a new chapter in their lives. It occurred to me in the middle of the toothpaste aisle that it doesn’t matter if your kid is going into kindergarten or college, letting them go is hard. We have to trust
Ten Ways to Kick Stress Fatigue to the Curb
“Stress fatigue. Ever had it? Ever heard of it? Is it normal to want to sleep all the time?” I was having coffee with a few precious women yesterday when one of them posed those questions. The weight of the world can rest on the shoulders of a parent. When that parent is also holding
Week 37 Memory Verse: Modern Day Miracles
My seven-year-old son crawled into the chair next to me yesterday morning. It was early, I was spending some time with God, but Ben decided he wanted to spend some time with me. We sat there, the three of us (God, Ben and me), in one comfy little chair with a blanket tucked around us
Harvey Book Club Reminds Us to Look for the Helpers
When Mr. Rogers was a boy and terrible things would happen around the world, his mom would tell him to look for the helpers. Instead of focusing on the destruction, she encouraged him to look for the good — for those people who were moving forward in kindness. Fred Rogers took that message with him
