Indian Paintbrushes

In summer of 2011 I cared for Ron’s mom in her last weeks. While I was away from home, one of my boys mowed the yard. He didn’t know that Indian Paintbrushes look dead long before their seeds are ready. We had one large patch of these bright wildflowers. To him they looked dead so…

What If….

What if eating healthy food, getting off the couch, going outside, and moving a bit isn’t just about living longer? What if God knew every one of your days before one of them came to be? What if He determines the number of your days? What if self-care isn’t just about being more emotionally stable?…

Letting Go of Junk

Junk. So much junk in my past. So many times they hurt me or tried to control me and lied. I have forgiven them. I wish them well. But I cannot have them in my life. I wish I could have a relationship with them. But I can’t. I’m not willing. Or I’m not strong…

Tumor. And time off from writing.

In January I noticed a gland under my jaw would swell each time I ate my favorite snack: apples and peanut butter. My grandmother was deathly allergic to peanuts so I wondered if I was developing a peanut allergy. In March I went to a specialist about an ongoing sinus infection. While there, I mentioned…

Imperfect

My parents weren’t perfect. Far from it. They made many mistakes. They did the best they could with the tools they had. I chose to forgive their failings, and my life is better because I chose forgiveness and grace rather than resentment and bitterness. I pray my children will do the same for me and…

Coaching, and Leading Bible Study

Do I love and respect the women in my class? Do I show them I care about them? Do I listen to their thoughts as we discuss each passage? Even the ones who may seem immature and ignorant of the Word? Do I view all those in my class as precious children of God, worthy of love and respect?
If not, I have little chance of making a positive difference as a discussion leader.