It was my son’s second month of kindergarten, and we were walking to our car together after school. “Robert* has a real gun at home,” he said offhandedly. “He’s going to bring it to school in his backpack to show me.” My blood turned to ice. “A real one?” I asked. “Did he say when…
I was nine years old when a toned-down version of HBO’s Tales from the Crypt began airing on network television, and I was absolutely terrified of the opening sequence. The old black-and-white TV in my childhood bedroom had two knobs on it but, alas, no remote control. If and when said super creepy TV show…
As a follower of Jesus, I try to curb my love of things that sparkle and shine, but frankly, I’m not always very successful. I’m a jewelry girl, and if said piece happens to contain diamonds? Oh my, how my little heart can flutter! As the song says, I am a material girl . ….
I’m not sure how the tradition started. When my children were young, we did not co-sleep. I am not against co-sleeping; it just wasn’t something that happened in our family. My son was a super noisy baby (read: laughed out loud in his sleep) and my daughter was particularly independent. I didn’t want to sleep…
Why God, do you turn a deaf ear? Why do you make yourself scarce? For as long as I remember I’ve been hurting; I’ve taken the worst you can hand out, and I’ve had it. Your wildfire anger has blazed through my life. I’m bleeding, black-and-blue. You’ve attacked me fiercely from every side, raining down…
God has so many facets, but one of my favorites is God the Creator. I love how he is an expert creator, but he left room for his creation to create, too. He could have created cars, computers, and coffee from the beginning, but he knew they would come to exist. He lovingly left room…