This isn't the testimony I would have chosen for myself. But every year I come back around to this pile of days and have a choice - will I be reminded, or will I remember?
Research credit for this post goes to my pastor, who preached a sermon on Psalm 46 this past Mother's Day. He pulled out some nuances in the text of this Psalm that made the geeky parts of my brain happy. And I haven't stopped thinking about what it might mean for my life. Selah. As... Continue Reading →
We have all kinds of milestones to mark progress for our kids. But for parents, how do we measure our growth and success?
I'm not a fan of dirt under my fingernails, or even the sensation of dirt on my hands at all. But there was time, not very long ago, that I walked around with dirt on my hands, just hoping no one would notice it. I knew it was there; I knew why it was there. But I definitely hid it from everyone. The last thing I wanted to do was talk about what I had been doing (or not doing) that made my hands so dirty.
Do you ever find yourself stuck learning the same lesson over and over? There might be a reason for that.
Hello, New Chapters. I'm not even announcing a major life change. I'm just turning 40, and I sense that as an eventful decade of my life ends, it's the start of something even better. I've always loved my birthday, and I never really had a hang up about numbers. Until I turned 35. That one... Continue Reading →