Raising kids is relentless work. There’s joy, too—lots of it—but when the sink is piled high with dishes, the infant is teething, the grade schooler keeps singing the same five bars of “Home on the Range,” you’re fighting a stomach bug, and the whole household is running late again, joyful feelings can seem tauntingly elusive….
Confession: I don’t really like Mother’s Day. For reasons similar to why I don’t like Valentine’s Day or Father’s Day, I think the sentiment feels forced. On these holidays, expectations tend to run exponentially higher and there’s a greater risk, therefore, of disappointment. Chocolates, flowers, handmade cards, and spa days are all great gifts and…
See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the wilderness and streams in the wasteland. (Isaiah 43:19 NIV) My youngest child is close to losing his first tooth, and several times a day he makes the little incisor wiggle even more…
Okay, I’ll admit it: housekeeping is not really my thing. Don’t get me wrong. I like a clean house as much as the next person, but as an author I much prefer to spend time in imaginary worlds rather than the (sometimes) dusty real one. And I’m okay with that. What’s more, so is my…
For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but of power and of love and of a sound mind. (2 Timothy 1:7 NKJV) My daughter is in her fourth year of dance at a local dance studio. She loves the studio, where she’s been blessed to have kind, caring teachers who make dance…
My old high school has an Instagram page, and I follow it. It’s fun. I get to see all the updates people post, and sometimes they have features on alumni. (I have yet to be featured, but I won’t hold that against them.) In October of last year, they posted the verse Leviticus 6:12: “The…