DAILY PRESCRIPTION
Hug more. Complain less.
CONFESSIONS OF AN ADDICT
I am more than an addiction. I am loved, and I am wonderful….even if I never change. This is one of the great truths of life: we are made for more, but we are enough right now.
PART TIME BLESSINGS
There is blessing in waiting for an ultra sound to indicate another child is lost; there is blessing in the graveyard spattered with names I love; and there is blessing in the moments of failure. These are blessings I have known in seasons very different from today. They are the blessings that have convinced me life is full of beauty.
A HEART TO GIVE
I want my children to find success in life, and I’m trying to teach them the lessons they will need. Yet, again, I am the one learning.
KEEP YOUR CHIN UP
Tired? Hurting? Stressed? Battered? Join the crowd. If you aren’t there at the moment, you can recall the sensations with ease. We have ALL been there. Recently I have been reminded in many ways of the importance of community. Community is what helps us keep our chins up. Sometimes it is the kind word, someone standing beside us, a listening […]
THANK YOU, MR. SHEDD
The first day of school was rough. No one talked to my son at lunch or at the outside free time. The bus driver yelled at him because he accidentally got off at the wrong stop coming home and had to get back on. It was not what I had hoped for my child. My heart hurt for him.
So, when he told me about the best part of his day, I was so grateful.
3 CONFESSIONS OF A CHURCH LEADER
I have had some conversations of late that have really left me wondering if I am cut out for this job. I am not wondering whether or not I want to do it. I am wondering if I will really be able to do it well.
DIRTY BOOBIES
I would love to share some profound thought with you today, but instead I give you dirty boobies. Yes, dirty boobies. My son is turning 12 this September, and he will be in middle school in one week. I have been amazed by this fact. I don’t know when my little boy turned into an almost man. The other day, […]
I WANT CONTROL
I can try to do things the way I’ve always done them, which is guaranteed to fail in an environment that is no longer in my control, or I can learn to dance.