If you choose one habit for the new year, make it journaling. I know I’m biased in this exhortation, as writing expressively comes naturally for me. Words are my playground, and almost nothing brings me greater joy than stitching words across a page. Through every season of life, journaling has been not just a natural…
Perched on my kitchen barstool, eyes fixed on my laptop screen, I opened a Word document and prepared to write. But social media beckoned, Come see what your friends are doing. Advertisements enticed, Come see what’s on sale. Click bait urged, Stop and read this article. An hour later, my Word doc was still blank….
I was sitting on my barstool, drowsily sipping my morning coffee and reading my Bible study, when this question jolted me: What was one of the most passionate or intense prayers you can remember praying? Immediately I recalled several intense prayer sessions. Sadly, not all of my heartfelt cries produced happy outcomes. I remembered huddling…
The last time I joined you at The Glorious Table, I confessed my problem with prayer. I rejected the temptation to use prayer like a magic lamp. God is not enslaved to my whims like a genie in a bottle, and it is immature and selfish of me to think God is at my beck…
Well, mamas, here we go again. Another school year with so many unknowns. Last year was a year unlike any other in known educational history. Our kids and families endured challenges we couldn’t even dream up twenty or thirty years ago when we were in school. This past year, many of us sent our kids…
When I was in college, I had the privilege of living with a bunch of gals who are now my lifelong friends. Back then, we were just trying to figure out life in our early twenties, who we wanted to be when we grew up, and of course, occasionally dating boys. As you might imagine,…