I’ve been slowly reading through the gospel of Matthew in the last few weeks during my mostly-regular times with the Lord. I often find it so difficult to make that time fit into my day. I saw a meme recently that said, “I’ve reached the level of parenthood where I wake up early just to
It’s February and that means, if the statistics are true, 80% or more of us have given up on our New Year’s resolutions. I decided this year that it’s just better to not make any and not be disappointed. Here’s the thing about goals and resolutions: We want the result, but often despise the process.
She turns and looks at me and I can see it in her eyes – that glimmer of obstinance that I find almost daily present on her three-year-old face. We’ve gone head-to-head in this battle of the wills several times already on this particular day and this time I’ve pushed her over the edge. It
Christmas is just a few short weeks away and everywhere you look the world is anxiously preparing. Stores filled with shiny decorations, lights popping up in front yards, people swinging little brass bells next to red kettles – all sure signs that Christmas is near. I have a confession: I don’t really like Christmas. I
Since becoming a parent I have often had to stop and laugh at some of the things that I have had to say to my children: Stop licking the walls. Don’t hit the baby with the lightsaber. The dog is not a horse. But I’ve noticed recently that some of the things I say to
I watched as my dad walked toward the gate that opened into my vegetable garden and pathetically asked him not to go in. Not that it made much of a difference whether he went in or not; the weeds were growing right through the fence, too conspicuous to miss. But I didn’t want him to