It didn’t used to matter to me –whether the Awana kids said the question or if I did. I figured the important part of their handbook time on Wednesdays was if they could state the truth they were learning and then recite from memory the Bible verse to support that truth. But then I considered…
It’s freezing out here. I’m sitting in my car, in front of the high school, with some time to kill before I accompany the next round of vocalists for festival practice. Cars are driving by covered in a few inches of white, and I can see the snow clouds pressing down on the mountains to…
Going old school today, with a spiral notebook and my favorite Paper Mate pen. I’ve tucked myself away in my bedroom -ceiling fan creating white noise. The page is blank, and it is Monday. Nothing written. No words yet. No scratched out lines because the first attempt didn’t sound quite right. Soon my life will…
“And why do you want to know about mutual funds?” Matt said to me, as we got ready for bed last night. “For a blog post,” I said. (I wish you could see his face sometimes.) He crawled into bed, and I went downstairs to click away on the keyboard. This is what it’s like…
“Here’s your packet of music,” she said. “I recommend that you practice using the piano soft pedal, because most of the students can’t sing that loud. Plus the pianos we use for festival aren’t all that great sounding. Also, you should practice the songs using the metronome, because it can be challenging to go from…
Her number shows up on my cell phone regularly, and her first words are apologetic. “It’s me again. Your friend who went to the store and forgot to buy a main ingredient for dinner tonight.” She’s sorry to be bothering me, but would I happen to have any cheddar cheese for tacos? Meanwhile. On my…
We finished going through the song a second time, and I asked if she had a voice teacher. When she said no, I asked if I could make a few suggestions before we ran through her solo again. “I think you need to sing these two words loud and forcefully because of what they’re saying,”…
If he had been a southern man and the mother-in-law had been a Texas girl, she would have been appalled for him to see her lying there like that –with no lipstick on and hair mussed by the pillow. But he would have been a gentleman and paid no mind to her appearance. Gently taking…
“Do you know where we are?” I asked my students. “We are in the middle of the third quarter. It is a miserable place, in which we are all worn out, and winter has lasted just a few weeks too long. Our skin is pasty white, and we are extremely vitamin D deficient. The work…
I’m reminded, as I teach high school every day, that what seems very simple and easy to me can feel complex and impossible to my students. I wonder if the same is true in my conversations with you, as you try to know God. So this blog post is for the beginner. I want to…
Last week, Spanish class was awesome, awesome, awesome, awesome, not so hot. My students made me want to weep with their success on more than one occasion. They really made some great advancements. Then came Friday and what I thought was going to be a super easy matching vocab test, but they didn’t impress me…
My way of doing things is to pull out the clean laundry from the dryer and get down on my knees to fold it on the floor. A few days ago I was matching up towel corners when a little paper heart fell onto my knee. I knew exactly where it had come from. Last…
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