Easter is almost an abstract concept. Why did Jesus need to die on a cross for me? What does that even mean? An explanation of Easter that doesn’t require a theology degree is this: Easter is the climax of a story about mankind’s complicated relationship with nakedness and shame. A fateful fall Adam and Eve… Read More NAKED WITHOUT SHAME- AN EASTER STORY
My poor husband is always trying to figure out how to converse with me when I get talking about my dreams. I am a dreamer, and he is a realist (which may as well be a pessimist in my book). “I am going to write a book, and I will sell millions of copies. I… Read More I DREAM BIG
I am about to turn 36. Sitting at 35, I have been directly between 30 and 40, but the scale is about to tip. I will officially be closer to 40 years old than 30. This occurred to me the other day when my husband said something about being 37. To which I had replied,… Read More CONFESSIONS OF A WOMAN IN HER MID-THIRTIES
I have a long way to go. I am supposed to be training for a half marathon (13.1 miles). With only nine weeks before the half, my friend asked me to join her because her running partner had to bail. I knew I wouldn’t be ready in time, but I agreed anyway. Life didn’t get the… Read More SEVEN MILES IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION
I have the best mirror in my bedroom. It makes me look just a tad leaner. My outfits look so great when I stand in front of that mirror in the morning!
I LOVE that mirror.
However, I have another mirror in the living room. This mirror doesn’t quite tell the truth either. This one will distort my shape depending on where I am standing. Unfortunately, the distortion always makes me look wider than I am in reality.
I HATE that mirror.
Neither mirror is an accurate reflection of my appearance, but they both have the ability to impact the way I feel about myself. … Read More DISTORTED MIRRORS
My nine year old daughter is playing recreational league soccer for the Blue Bandits this Spring. It brings Jonathan great joy to antagonize our children. A recent family conversation in the car went as follows. Jon: I am going to yell, “Go Band-aids!” No one will know because they will think I am saying Bandits. Go… Read More VERY SERIOUS?
Car crashes, bad voice to text translations, and leading in sweatpants- Just another Wednesday night at the Pastor’s house.… Read More WEDNESDAY NIGHT LIVE
Well, I have to tell you, I am winning at life. You might be thinking, “Really? Because I just read your last blog post, and I’m not so sure.” It is true though. I am. Last week, I got my youngest daughter to school on time EVERY day. That is right, every day. On four… Read More Winning at Life
I’m saying, “me too,” because I know I am not the only one feeling there is nothing left to give today.… Read More ME TOO
There is a feeling gnawing and growing inside me. It is tugging at me and retreating again. I can’t pin it down or hold it long enough to examine it. It is the a sense that things are on the verge of change. I am changing. No. They are changing. No. We are changing. My son was… Read More SOMETHING GROWING