Life Lessons from IKEA
Oh dear God… What have I done? I stared at the box and felt panic creep into my throat. I can’t do it. Do you see me, God? I’m shredding my hands just trying to get the box open. This is too hard. I give up. But I couldn’t give up. I had three incredibly
Kindness Found in Bathrooms and Backseats
There are certain conversations I’m sure God never intended us to have with each other. Like in high school, when my poor dad seemed to pale a little every time I asked him for money for bras or tampons. That’s just not a comfortable conversation. Single dads are raising daughters, and single moms are stepping
The Two C’s
Ouch. My daughter’s words cut deep into my heart. I was failing. Not in everything, but in this one thing. The conversation at the dinner table halted as I processed this information. “It’s just that sometimes I talk to you and you’re looking at your phone and you don’t even acknowledge me.” My first response
Rummage Sale Cash & Kindness Come in Handy
Red and blue lights whirled in my rearview mirror. Uh oh. Someone was in big trouble. I turned the corner and drove another block before the police car came up behind me. I pulled over to allow the officer room to pass. After all, I am a law-abiding citizen. Imagine my surprise when the officer
Listen to the Voice in Your Head
Saul and I were just a couple of young pups, sitting across from the pastor, jumping through the appropriate hoops so we could get married in this church. Premarital counseling was going pretty well. We seemed to have all the right answers, until the wide chested middle-aged pastor in cowboy boots asked us our mailing
Grab Kindness Before it Flies By
I was trying to fly home from New York earlier this month. I say “trying” because it was evident that it was going to take some effort. A big storm had swept through the day before and grounded most of the planes flying out of JFK airport. So there I was at Gate C4, just
Everyone’s Invited to Facebook
Remember when you first started using Facebook and the kids went unwashed and unfed for 3 days because you couldn’t pull yourself away from trolling other people’s status updates? Please tell me I wasn’t alone… It’s happening again. Only this time, instead of feeling like an anonymous stalker, I’m being drawn to this fun, open,
