‘I’m prepared for school.’ My 7-year-old daughter stares at me. ‘I’m ready for school, mom. How many minutes?’ I’m not prepared for her school. Oh, I have the books and the supplies and the lesson—but I am not prepared. I’m tired, I’m only halfway through this French press of glorious black coffee, and I’m resistantContinue reading “To the Faint of Heart”
Happy Thursday, friends! Yes, that was probably a little too chipper for me also, but I meant it with the full ‘Here, here!’ of this coffee in my hand. I woke up this morning thinking about Lydia, a woman to whom Paul spoke in Phillipi. If you’re not familiar with the story: We set sailContinue reading “Judge tenderly—of Me”
When I first started showing symptoms of the coronavirus, I didn’t think I had it. There was the sore throat, weird sinus issues, fatigue, followed by worse fatigue, then headaches. I never had a fever, so I waited over a week to get tested. It wasn’t until I lost my senses of taste and smellContinue reading “Still Surprised by Joy”
I’m terrible about establishing desirable habits or changing negative ones, but I was reasonably successful about a year ago with an endeavor. I forget who told me about it—I’m so sorry—but I was reading Anna Voskamp’s One Thousand Gifts: A Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are.
When I was nine years old in the third grade at a Christian school, we often memorized assigned Bible verses in class as part of our weekly curriculum. One particularly drab weekday—I say this because I wanted to go outside to recess, and lunch that day was grilled cheese, my favorite, and oh, wouldn’t 11:45Continue reading “Slow Down”