Week 20 Memory Verse
I sooooo want to be a helicopter parent right now. I want to hover over my child and make sure he’s okay. Charlie, my 5th grader, is on a bus heading to Gettysburg for a class trip. At least I think he is. I held myself back from continuously circling the block until I actually
Pizza Pizza Served with a Side of Kindness
“Whoa! People work this early in the morning?” That was my first-grade son’s reaction as we passed a garbage truck recently at 5:30 a.m. We were heading out on a family vacation. The men in the truck were hustling in the rain to pick up bin after bin of trash. “Yes. And I’m grateful they
Don’t Believe Everything You See
Saul and I got to go to Madison this past weekend. It was perfect. Except when it wasn’t. Had I posted the highlights on social media, you might have sat back and thought sarcastically, “Huh… good for her. She gets to do all the fun stuff.” We were there for a benefit called Garding Against
Week 19 Memory Verse
God has a sense of humor. My friend, Sue, asked me to write a little something for her “Every Table Tells a Story” series. Here’s why that’s funny. I don’t invite people to my table, I invite them to my couch. When people come to my table, they get sick. Like the time two of
Starstruck Kid Finds Kindness at the Dinner Table
Every once in awhile, Saul and I play “Who would you most like to have dinner with?” Jimmy Buffett is high on Saul’s list. Mother Teresa is high on mine. I imagine we’re both out of luck. A little boy in Fargo will long remember a recent meal he got to share thanks to a
Reclaim the Extraordinary
I live in a house. It’s a beautiful house. It’s a house I could never have dreamed of living in when I was a child. As a kid, I lived in duplexes and apartments. When Saul and I got married, as soon as we could afford it (okay, maybe a little sooner), I insisted on
Week 18 Memory Verse
“The Bible isn’t about you. The Bible is about God… searching for you.” As my pastor’s words filled the church, my soul was simultaneously filled. Filled with love for a God who knew I would stray. And filled with gratitude that there is no where I can go that He can’t find me. I’m just
