I’m torturing my Spanish students by making them conjugate 50 verbs. Five verbs, four tenses each, every day for two weeks. Write, write, write, write. Turn the page. Write, write, write, write. Turn the page. I threw out a big word to them called automaticity. This is when we are able to process information involuntarily and without…
I used to set my alarm. When it went off, I would quietly grab my Bible and slip out into the hallway so I wouldn’t wake up my roommate. Our room was in the “T”, which meant it was at the end of the long hall and around the corner, so it was very quiet….
There’s nothing better than landing in a room full of people whose eyes light up over the same topics that light yours. I just spent two hours discussing how to get students to participate in class, so they absorb information. Fun, yes? We did this activity where we had to ask other teachers questions, and…
My world has exploded into Spanish. The basement office is littered with textbooks, notecards, and sundry other Spanish teaching materials. I was hired in the eleventh hour to teach part time at the Christian high school here in town. I’m looking forward to being in the classroom, except in the moments when I break out into full…
Yesterday morning we looked through the fence as we went by –fair week –and reminisced about how exciting it used to be when the kids were little and we paid way too much for them to wait too long in line for a few carnival rides. In the evening, we drove to Flathead Lake (the biggest…
Coming to a hill on a country lane yesterday, I drove past a little girl who was skipping full speed down the incline, long red hair flying out behind her and arms swinging. Thought number one, from the mom half of my brain: She might fall. Thought number two: She is the picture of joy,…
My friend and I agree that we like a nice, clean swimming pool where we can see the bottom. No ocean for us –too deep and too many unknowns. But will I live that philosophy in following Christ? No way. Give me a vast sea and all the risk that goes with it. What’s your…
What ordinary obedience do you have that, in time, God could make big? (This video is dear to my heart, as I have been to Kampala where this beautiful child snuggled up close to me one whole evening and melted my heart.)
We did it. We finally found a sport I enjoy and can perform without looking like a complete idiot. Our friends loaned us their kayaks, and we went to Tally Lake yesterday for a family day on the water. I was smiling from the second I sat down in the kayak. It was a perfect…
My daughter is a very calm, quiet, rational person, unless there is a spider in her room. Knowing this, I cringed to hear about the duty she pulled at work. She is employed by a large greenhouse, and one day they all took turns going into one of the sections of the store, pulling items away from…
I do this thing where I choose books with stories that make me so miserably uncomfortable that I have to put them down and walk away for a little bit. One time I read a book (Tortured for Christ, by Richard Wurmbrand) that was so disturbing my husband forbid me to finish it when he…
I am a sign snob. I think it’s because I wrangle words all day long. When I drive by signage around town I critique every one. Stupid. Funny. Meaningless. Offensive. Wrong spelling. (Oh please, people, use a dictionary.) Yesterday morning I was running an errand, and I drove by one of those “Ten Commandment” signs….
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