She Didn’t Win the Trophy, But I Couldn’t Be Prouder
I looked at my daughter as her face fell. She looked at me for a moment, took a deep breath, and went back to her seat.
When Your Child Asks the Hard Questions
Our kids ask us the hard questions. And while some of those questions I dread hearing, I know it’s good that they ask us – hopefully, it means they know we’re safe, that we’ll tell the truth, and that we…
Road Work Ahead
What would it look like if life came with road signs? Not too long ago my family and I took a multi-state road trip. As we were driving down a major interstate, we came upon a sign: Road Work Ahead.…
Capturing Thoughts for the Anxious Christian – book review
I don’t generally write book reviews here – mostly because I’m too lazy to take the time, not because I don’t love the books I read. However, I recently read through this one, and it was so gorgeous, I had…
Captain’s Log – Isle of Manliness
Sometimes I tell people that I used to be funny until I married my husband. Then I became the straight man to his comedy show. While I’m mostly sort of kind of joking, it’s true that Aaron has a special…
What is This “Evangelism” You Speak of?
Sometimes I think the word “evangelism” has gotten a bad rap. People picture that loud guy with a sign at the football game. Or the preacher on the corner throwing hell and damnation, along with a fair amount of spit,…
Lessons From a Middle School Mom
My oldest recently finished her first year of middle school. It was quite a learning experience – perhaps more for me than for her. There were highs and lows, unexpected surprises and unwelcome obstacles. My husband and I talked about…
They Can’t Take Jesus Out of Our Schools if We Send Jesus to School in Our Kids
This parenting gig comes with all sorts of worries. Some we have a small amount of control over – like making sure we don’t run out of milk or that the electric bill is paid on time – and others…
When You’re the Oldest Mom in the Pre-School Drop Off
I’ve got a birthday coming up. The big 3-9. An age that can no longer be classified as “mid-30s,” and is one slippery year away from the once-dreaded 40. Mostly, I’m fine with that. I haven’t worried too much about…
When All You Can Say Is – I’m Here
That’s all I could say. That’s all I could do. Over and over, rocking and rocking, whispering in his ear as he clung to my neck – Mama’s here. Mama’s here. I have you now.
I See You, Baby
There will come a day when you’ll need to know that snakes could be hiding where you least expect them. But today – today is not that day. Because I see you, baby.
