My parents walked through the front door after my youngest sister’s birth without her—don’t worry; she had to stay in the hospital for a while for observation. My dad, maybe attempting to cheer...
As I stepped out of my car after my commute to work, I found myself needing to pause, take a few breaths, and collect myself before walking into the building to start my day. I became unexpectedly...
Once upon a time, our school got a new principal. A fellow teacher with a reputation for deceitfulness saw this as her opportunity to put a wedge between a dozen or so of us teachers and this new...
No one should be against healthy self-esteem. God isn’t, so why should I be? I was taught as a child that I’m loved, valued, and welcomed just as I am. I struggled to believe this then and still...
The words of wisdom from Job’s “friend” Eliphaz in today’s Scripture text, were spoken in a misguided attempt to stop Job from grieving over the shock of the loss of his wealth and then his...
During my husband’s funeral service, each of my three children spoke. Not a single story was about his salary or an object he bought them. My daughter shared the story of the time they built a...
My parents loved the show “Dateline” growing up. I remember one particular episode about drunk driving. I don’t remember the exact statistics, but the episode explored the phenomenon that a...
“Why not, Daddy?”
I didn’t have a good answer.
I had both my young boys in the car with me, and we, once again, passed the man who appeared homeless by the side of the road asking for food and...
“I love feeling out of control,” said no one ever—at least not that I am aware of. We long for control, and often, whether consciously or not, we make decisions according to what makes us feel...