It’s that time of year again. The leaves are crunching under my feet, the mums are blooming, and the skeletons are coming out. I can feel the edges of grief tugging at me. Memories of desperate prayers, resignation, loss, and failure are creeping in with the ghosts being hung in store windows. This excerpt from… Read More The Trees and I Are Letting Go Again
I have 1,000 words or more begging to spill onto this page, yet all I can think of are the lyrics, “don’t be afraid to catch feelings,” from the song “Feels” by Calvin Harris.
Well, I have caught feelings, so, so, so many feelings.… Read More Afraid to Catch Feelings
Sometimes, we think we know a lot about people whom we don’t know personally. We make a lot of assumptions based on appearances and our own ideas and views. For example…. When we moved here, Ella immediately found her place socially. She is an outgoing young lady with a very active social life. Kaleb, on… Read More YOU THINK YOU KNOW
Today I saw the words, “Share the Power,” graffitied on a bridge, and suddenly the thing I have been struggling with and unable to express came to light. I want to share the power. I just don’t know how. I don’t have enough power and sway to make the changes that need to be made. Wait, no,… Read More SHARE THE POWER
I know this title is ridiculous. I may or may not have had to use Google to decide between homey and homie. I LOVE this title anyway. This summer has been a game filled summer. We went to NY to visit family for two weeks. We played Uno, Go Fish, Dominion, Up and Down the… Read More HOMEY DON’T PLAY, BUT WE DO!
Every summer, I have spectacular dreams about all the projects I will complete with my time away from the classroom. I don’t know why I do it to myself. I should know after 12 years of not accomplishing much in the summer that the summer break isn’t going to be a flurry of productivity. I… Read More SUMMER MOM AND THE EPIC BATTLE OF PRESENCE VS. PRODUCTIVITY
My youngest child is very particular about what she will wear. I recently purchased some solid colored tank tops for her to use at soccer camp. I chose black and gray. She didn’t really like them, and I was baffled. What could be wrong with a plain black or plain gray tank top? When I… Read More ALL THE COLORS TOGETHER
What do your kids know about sex? “I can have sex with anyone I want.” This was the boast on a radio show this morning. I was instantly struck by how ridiculous it sounded to me. Our culture promotes the idea that sex with as many people as possible is desirable. What a lie. I… Read More Sex and Lies: What Are You Teaching Your Kids?
I went to a breakfast for the church planters in our network. I walked in with my husband to see a table full of men. I was the only woman. Am I the only planting woman integrally involved in the development of a church in our network? No, but somehow I was the only one… Read More At the Men’s Table
My grandmother paid me to memorize some of the Psalms. One, in particular, was the 23rd Psalm. She would sleep in the extra bed in my room when she would come stay with us. As we would lie there, she would say, “Do you still remember the 23rd Psalm.” “Yes, Grandma.” “Let’s say it together.”… Read More Old School