I remember when my daughter started soccer in her early grade school years. For all of her short little life we had been telling her, Don’t be selfish, Share with others, always be kind. Then she was on the soccer field, and we were screaming, Take the ball! Push past her! Don’t let her get…
I’ve been unhappy this week. Because I’m so tired of when people say they know Jesus but they’re not happy –not just having-a-bad-day unhappy but having-a-bad-life unhappy. Like every time I see them or talk to them I can expect them to be unhappy. And I think, How can you say you know Jesus but…
Here’s how it went yesterday. I had a little weep as I typed my last medical transcription report. Job of 11 years over. Had a little weep as my husband asked me about it later in the morning. Had a little weep after he went to work. Just kind of sad to lose a job…
$400 later and she has a stack of books for her first semester of college. As a book nerd I pick up the stack of textbooks and flip through them, resisting the urge to open them up and stick my nose in the binding. New book smell. Why don’t they make that as a car…
The water ran stone cold from the faucet. My daughter couldn’t fill the bathtub, and I couldn’t do the dishes. (A disappointment for one –a cause of celebration for the other.) “I bet the pilot light is out,” said Matt. He laid down on the cement by the hot water heater. “Yup. The pilot is…
I was a choir nerd in high school. You know what I mean. I lived in my world, and the jocks lived in theirs -never the two shall meet. Then a cheerleader joined choir, and we got to know each other. It was the Friday of a big football game, and the whole school filed…
My son has been playing a city-building game on his iPod. He was bragging last night that he used dynamite to blow a hole in the ground, and then he filled the entire base of the city with trampolines. (I think this child needs more chores to do.) He proudly showed me how he was…
I only have to yell, Dinner! My children’s father takes over from there. Sitting around the table after a long day of school and work, he looks first to our son and says, Tell me what happened in first period. We all laugh, because we know where this is going. It’s the same every day….
We went to a Thursday service at Youth With a Mission last night. Â It was a rather raucous event, with music louder than comfortable for our ears, in a room full of people young enough to be our own children. A visiting missionary from Taiwan spoke to us from the Bible. It was food to…
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