Despite the not-so-uncommon view that the hope of this world is found in politics or prosperity or possessions, one brush with eternity, and your perspective can change in a heartbeat. Hope has a name: His name is Jesus. When our youngest was in junior high, he started complaining about pain in the side of his…
In a follow-up to my last post, Whatever You Do, Parents… , I am sharing the first of three things that I want my children (and others) to see in me because of my relationship with God. The world that I grew up in was very different from today. Much of society valued church attendance…
Disclaimer: I am not a parenting expert. (Can anyone really claim that title?) My four children are now grown and I get to enjoy eleven grandbabies. I love my family–from the littlest to the oldest, and I am grateful for every single one of them, and to be clear, we are not a perfect family.…
My story is not a dramatic one, but it starts in the shadow of pain. I was born 10 months after the tragic death of a sister, only eight months old. Pain has a way of shaping you, and my sweet mother was never the same after losing a child. I know. She’s told me.…
The words jumped out at me from the page. “Do the next thing.” As simple as this phrase might seem, some days life can stop us in our tracks. Whether we are struggling physically–or emotionally hanging on by a thread, our minds can be overcome by a sense of futility. “I’ll never (be/do/accomplish that)… so…
In my journey through every book of the Bible, I come to Galatians and see clearly that it is a book about freedom. Not political freedom, but something much more life-changing: Spiritual freedom. Paul writes this letter to first century Christians who were struggling with the idea of ‘faith alone’. These believers were trusting in…
“When my husband died I started asking God for a hug. Not from Him, of course, but from a living, breathing person.” Because my sweet mother-in-law had been married to her husband for 50+ years, one of the things she missed the most besides his presence was the daily dose of physical touch, or affection.…
We are finishing up 31 Days of Proverbs today! I can’t help but feel some trepidation over this chapter. So much has been written on Proverbs 31 and the “virtuous woman” that I struggle to begin. I don’t think I’m alone when I say that when I read this chapter I can feel inadequate. Go…
Compared to the wisdom of others, I could come out on the short end of the stick or I might look as grand as an oak. Proverbs has taught us that being “wise in our own eyes” is a sure sign that you are not wise at all, so if we see wisdom in its…
“It’s not fair!” Sometimes in life we come to a crossroad. Will I trust God or blame Him? Will I walk forward in faith or run away in rebellion? There are always curves in the road, roadblocks and even dead ends, but wisdom says, “even when I don’t understand, I will trust him.” Proverbs 29…
Courage is a funny thing. Some see it as bold, or daring. Some see it as the characteristic of one who is willing to take a chance or to embark on some grand adventure that appears risky (i.e. sky-diving or rock climbing), while others would call it crazy. Irresponsible even. When I read Proverbs 28…
There is nothing worse than a dull knife. Okay, maybe there are things a lot worse than that, but if you are peeling 10 lbs. of potatoes, you sure do want to start by sharpening your best knife. Despite your best attempt, no amount of scrubbing or cleaning can get those knives razor-sharp; it takes…
Illinois is cold in January. This warm weather gal has to down several cups of steaming hot coffee before braving the elements. How foolish would it be of me to walk outside in shorts and flip-flops on a single digit morning? You’d say, “That girl is two cents shy of a dime!”, an idiom that…
“I’ve got bad news and good news. Which one do you want to hear first?” In a joking way, by husband often uses this phrase to prepare me for some sort of kerfuffle. (Don’t you just love that word?!) When I received that call recently, my verbal response was: “Hmmmm…” (While thinking in my head,…
I love coming home. It’s my safe place, my calm in the storm, my refuge from the hectic-ness of life. Not that my house isn’t loud and crazy at times with our large family, but even then, it is a place of contentment for me where I relish the moments, surrounded by the ones I…
