When I was 9 years old I broke a glass thermometer. My then 15-year old sister and I were home alone and neither of us knew that mercury was toxic. So when the thermometer broke, the little grey ball gushed out of the water and went rolling across the linoleum floor. It looked like the …
Yesterday, Ann Voskamp wrote an excellent blog post about the dangers of comparison. I had so many friends link it on their Facebook page that I couldn’t help but read it. I’d link it here for you too, except I don’t know how. My little secret is that I’m not a real blogger. I blog …
I sat in church yesterday morning, my body in the pew but my thoughts with you. Dan spoke on the omnipotence of God: God’s unlimited, eternal power. God cannot be thwarted. God is supreme. I thought of you on a hospital gurney, sick with detox, tossing and turning under florescent lights. I searched for the …
Saturday, the Pope declared a day of fasting for the worldwide Church. I have done enough hand wringing over the situation in Syria so I felt relieved for the opportunity to do something tangible. I abstained all day and broke the fast with dinner in the traditional Catholic way of fasting; my husband at the …
There are thin places in life where bad and unthinkable are a beat apart. I first noticed this thin place when my 3rd child was admitted to the hospital as an infant. She had a congenital birth defect in her kidneys of which we were previously unaware. The awareness came to me as a thin …
As I was getting my kids out of the car to drop my 5 year-old off at preschool he was pushing, as 5 year-olds do, to get out of the car ahead of his 3 year-old and 1 year-old sisters. I said, ‘Ladies first’ and he paused to let his sisters by. He said, “I …
My oldest son came home from school a few weeks ago with a typed up version of Psalm 23. He said his teacher told the class they had several poems and Bible verses to choose from to memorize for the upcoming Speech Meet. My husband standing next to him set down his backpack and threw …
My husband always makes fun of me when I say Good Friday is my favorite day of the year. He argues that in the Christian worldview one cannot really separate the birth of Jesus from His death. One cannot say the day He was born was more or less important than the day He died …
“You need to come over immediately and get me out of here.” I spoke into the receiver as soon as my best friend picked up her phone. “Oh, no ya don’t” Angie answered, “Norma will kill me.” “Leave Norma to me”, I whispered, never knowing if my mother was crouched outside my door listening to …
To Whom It May Concern: I am aware that we leave a goldfish cracker remnant, sticky handed, sometimes poop scented trail behind us. I know that one of my children is spilling a juice box while another is pulling down its pants and yet another is screaming for fruit snacks. I know it’s annoying to …