We decided it was just too dangerous, this owning of a motorcycle, so he donned his helmet for the last time. We were taking the bike to a friend’s shop where he could sell it for us. I knew generally where the shop was but not exactly, so I followed closely behind Matt and watched…
He was an elderly Black man, and we always inwardly celebrated when it was his turn to lead the congregation of Miller Heights Baptist Church in corporate prayer. We called him Brother Charlie. Dear Lord, he prayed. Thank you for shakin’ my feeble body and wakin’ me up this mornin’. With Texas accent added to…
I’ve felt the weight –or maybe terror –of God’s greatness on a few occasions. When I saw the grey-green sky and felt the too-still quiet of pending tornado weather. When a nurse handed me my son for the first time. When I stood at the top of Going-to-The-Sun Road in Glacier National Park. God is…
I slept nary a wink the other night, and siphoning coffee from the pot was not cutting the kind of tired I was feeling. I was one step away from a bad mood, so I went downstairs and got cozy on the left-hand side of the old couch we bought before Jayme was born. That’s…
On Saturday, both my guys went to work, and I was left at home alone with a novel and a calendar that told me company would be here in two days. There were two bathrooms with garbage cans that weren’t quite tall enough for the amount of garbage they were holding. (This is a thing…
Earlier in the year I came across a life-changing statement in a book I was reading, and it was almost my birthday, so I called that girl of mine and asked her if she would paint the quote on the wall in my kitchen, above the window. Does it have to be paint? she said….
I published a segment of this post three years ago, but I have extended it and am sharing it again, because this message is on my heart. Pollyana is one of my favorite old movies. A young girl comes to a stuffy, crabby town and transforms it with her cheerful outlook and her ability to…
Interesting point in the sermon Saturday night, from that preacher man of mine. (My uncle mocked my reference to the “preacher man”, and I told him he was saying it wrong. It’s preacher man, the way a teenage girl says a guy’s name because she hopes he asks her to the prom or even notices…
In The Incredibles, do you remember at the end when the son was in a race but had to try to control his speed? I feel like him. My brain goes fast in one direction. This past Sunday I wanted to rest, but my brain would not stop. Sometimes I wear myself out mentally planning Spanish…
Matt found a new show for us to watch on Netflix called Food Network Star, and don’t you think he is the most chivalrous husband, to go searching for a program he knew his wife would like? In this show, cooks compete against each other, to see who will be the next Food Network star….
I know you’ve been waiting anxiously to hear this from me, and here it is: I finished reading the One-Year Bible! (confetti, confetti, confetti) It took me a few years to do it (Matt reminds me a few means three), but you know some of us read the Bible the way your preschooler hurries when…
It’s embarrassing –when you are the pastor’s wife and the mature Christian. Like you should have your emotional act together and tend lovingly to the needs of others. And if you blog on Monday about having a sense of humor, should you blog on Wednesday about being sad? Something triggered my heart to ricochet back…
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