Maybe this is what happens when you’re a year and a half into blogging every day, but lately I’ve been feeling like every sentence I publish is pathetic. Plagued with self-doubt, I’ve been laboring to be brave enough to write what’s on my heart and allow you to see it. But last night I had…
My momma says it’s like the weeks after Christmas, when all the hoopla is over and you feel the letdown. For two weeks I have had this feeling, along with trouble getting out of bed and working up the fortitude to get dressed and keep moving. When we feel low, the temptation is to curl up…
I get his phone call and can tell I’m on speaker phone. Um, I think I’m lost. Only a few weeks into having a driver’s license, this is a big adventure to get himself south of town for district music festival. We talked through the directions before he left for school in the morning, but he made…
My book proposal is on my agent’s desk right now. A few days ago she said she was looking at it and would get back to me soon. And so goes this conversation with my husband: ME: I haven’t heard back from my agent yet. MATT: What do you think is happening? ME: She hates…
Recently unemployed, I have had anxious thoughts and prayers about whether to pursue work or not. (It’s incredible the social pressure there is to get a job.) And why should I not work? My kids are grown, and I could easily go get a job as a substitute teacher this very day. But I was listening to a…
Yesterday I learned that Oswald Chambers, author of the classic devotional writings, My Utmost for His Highest, died when he was my age. Yesterday I met a young friend in her 20s at Target, and she is suffering from chronic illness. Now she has new, severe physical ailments, and she spent the afternoon having diagnostic…
I went to a baby shower this weekend (an unfortunate reminder of my advancing age). As I sat fairly close to the mother-to-be, it fell to me to hold the garbage sack. For an hour, while the mom opened gifts, I dutifully filled the sack with wrapping paper, ribbon, and tissue paper. I was helping….
I’m feeling Abram-ish these days. God tells Abram, “…go to the land I will show you.” (Genesis 12:1 NIV) What an amazing command, to proceed with no instruction. The Lord has told me, “Go.” But the where and the how and the what-it-looks-like are up ahead in the fog somewhere. Shadows with a vague outline…
I thought you might want to know what we fight about at this house. What a real pillow is: Matt prefers to sleep on a pillowcase with three feathers in it. I like a mountain of fluffy goodness. So for 22 years he says, Hand me my pillow. And I say, Pillow? Oh, you mean this…
I don’t know who you are –maybe the life of the party? The get-it-done-right? The serve-quietly-from-the-back? As for me, I’m the bulldozer. Sometimes this is good. Like when an old structure needs to come down and be carried away. Or when new ground needs to be dug up. Or when something needs to be pushed…
I will not tell you how many times we have watched The Avengers at this house. So can you join me in the world of ripped-muscle super heroes, with impenetrable shield, iron armor, eagle eyes, cunning espionage, smashing strength, and lightning-infused hammer? This is Psalm 2 and 3. David with TENS of thousands drawn up…
I recently wrote about God’s power on Mondays, and a friend thought I should make this a series. Seems like a great idea, so I’m going to bring you Monday Power posts for a while. (It’s so fun to have your own blog and just do whatever fun thing you want!) Let me begin by telling…
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