Not anxiety about running itself, though there was a bit of that yesterday as well. We didn’t run while we were in Greece. Couldn’t seem to make it work. We either slept too late letting it get really hot outside, or we had to be out the door early for a tour or a flight.… Read More Running Anxieties
A couple of years ago, I experienced what felt like an all-out betrayal (which is an exile of sorts) by someone close to me. I was hurt, and I grieved the loss of relationship through tears for weeks. When I would recount the experience, listing off all of the felt injustices to my husband, he… Read More Bloom Where You Are Planted/Exiled: Part 4
The following July when Kayla turned one (the sun came out, the morning sickness ended, and I found a wonderful OB/GYN and hospital), I looked around my dining room table at the people I’d been able to gather to celebrate her birthday and watch her eat her first cake ~ a teapot cake I’d carefully… Read More Bloom Where You Are Planted/Exiled: Part 3
I do not have a green thumb. I really wish I did. I am in love with the idea of gardening, but seem to lack the knack. Actually, I think I fear gardening. The perfectionist in me often resists the notion entirely because I fear that (from experience with a couple of house plants) it… Read More Bloom Where You Are Planted/Exiled: Part 1
Last week I was tasked with writing a devotion (a Bible reading/prayer/meditation plan) for a friend who is walking through the darkest days of her life so far. Actually, three of us would write a devotion, so that she would have three days worth of truth to focus on while she’s away on a tropical… Read More Soul Food
And He also told this parable to some people who trusted in themselves that they were righteous, and viewed others with contempt. Luke 18:9 The italics are mine, and I am “some people.” self-righteous: convinced of one’s own righteousness especially in contrast with the actions and beliefs of others : narrow-mindedly moralistic. contempt: the feeling… Read More Some People
It’s probably a big parenting no-no these days (pretty sure I did all the current no-no’s), but way back in the 90’s I used to give my kiddos M&M’s as a potty training incentive. Actually, we started out with stickers. Sit on the potty, get a sticker. It was all very exciting. We kept a… Read More Potty Training, Prayer Training
Remember this post? The one where I talked about how much that Lamentations verse keeps coming to mind? How I pray a version of it each morning? How I discovered that “mercy” here means “womb”, or “cherishing the fetus”? How the Lord is using it to remind me of His love for me, of how… Read More Knee Mercies & The Gift of Nurturing
We sang the song regularly at our weekly Cru gatherings. The University of Texas circa 1990. (We called it Campus Crusade for Christ back then.) Sometimes there were two or three hundred of us singing this… The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases. His mercies never come to an end. They are new every… Read More New Year, New Mercies (and a tiny follow-up)
“Oh my soul, march on with strength.” (Judges 5:21) That’s what Deborah said. It was her victory march, her conquering song. She led a march against oppression – the oppression of God’s people. She marched alongside a reluctant man. She gave praise to God. She attributed the victory to Him “Hear, O Kings! Give ear,… Read More March On, Sister