Mourning your enemy
Its a complicated thing to mourn someone bent on evil. As I rose this morning and staggered downstairs, messy haired, glassy eyed, my farmboy spilled the headline news. And it dripped all over my mind. A man determined to take American life, outright murder the innocent, annihilate the unsuspecting has met his Maker at the hand of an American...
Sometimes you just want to be left alone
It isn’t all about me. Even a few minutes around our family would reveal to a stranger that we have two high functioning extroverts in our ranks. Three enjoy people but recharge alone. And one of us is an introvert who loves the people she knows. There are moments, I’m learning, that I need to stop inviting people over. Stop...
Sometimes the celebration isn’t Hallmark
I love a good commercial. One of my favorite types are the ones where the mom walks down in a white terrycloth bathrobe, pours a cup of steaming hot coffee (previously brewed) and sniffs the aroma. And I watch in expectation. Remembering years of pouring cups, wearing a clean bathrobe, and remembering to preset the coffee pot. Current...
Sometimes the celebration isn’t Hallmark
Several years before children, I went to a Women of Faith conference in Denver. It was a snowy drive up with a woman I hardly knew and I sighed relief as we pulled into our hotel that night with a little extra time before the conference. I’d gone, virtually a stranger to the entire group, longing for a connect with other women and a...
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