Know God. Live Big.
It had to happen. Our school is busting at the seams, and I’m just a part-time teacher who more easily can be inconvenienced for a few hours of my day. So it’s back to the tiny room, in which I’ve taught for four of my six years. This room is the size of a nursing home room, because it used… Read More
A long story has been building all summer, so grab a glass of lemonade and sit a spell. It begins with my title of “Window Nazi.” In northern Montana, to have central air conditioning is a rare luxury. We do have air conditioning at our house, but it is constructed of two box fans set strategically in two windows of… Read More
My young nephew tipped his head back in his car seat, and in the whiniest voice said, “I’m getting sleepy!” Cracked me up. Until the Lord said to me, “Yeah, exactly how you’ve sounded all week.” Oh. I’m embarrassed at how often I reverted to my inner 5-year-old last week. Whiny about money. Whiny about driving to Texas in August…. Read More
I was paying for a few things at H.E.B. (only the Texans will know that’s a grocery store), when I noticed a large commotion around the entry to the store. People were gathering around to look at something, and I was so curious to know what it was. Grabbing my groceries, I walked over to get a look. It was… Read More
I heard the air compressor in the garage the other day, and I think it’s because one of my husband’s truck tires has a slow leak. It’s almost imperceptible, until one day he notices the tire is low. I have one of those in my classroom sometimes -a slow leak that doesn’t seem like anything, until I get home and… Read More
I was inspired this weekend, by a man from India who came and spoke to our church on behalf of the Pardhi people. They are the lowest people in Indian society, not even considered in the caste system and treated as subhuman. Their literacy rate is 2% (and you can imagine how that pained me.) As the man began to… Read More
On Friday afternoon I went to the grocery store, and as I was going down one aisle I smelled something strong and yucky. Looking up, I saw cones blocking off a damp section of the aisle. My imagination had me thinking maybe they had cleaned up throw up. Was it throw up? As I walked by, the saliva ran in… Read More