I’ve been described as a “nice” person before. You know – the kind of person who smiles at strangers in passing, who holds the door for those behind her, who might let someone into traffic, who leaves a nice tip behind. It tends to come from an eager-to-please kind of personality. But those kinds of… Continue reading It’s Not Enough Just to be a Nice Person Anymore
We all want to be found beautiful. Attractive. Someone who makes someone else’s heart beat faster for just a moment. Someone who holds another’s gaze for a fraction longer than necessary. And of course, our society has capitalized on this desire and taken the beauty obsession to extreme, unhealthy measures – placing unrealistic expectations on… Continue reading How Rare is the Man
I used to despise Peter and his cowardly denial of Christ on the eve of His crucifixion. What a spineless wimp, I thought. Said he would be faithful to Jesus even if he had to die for Him. And then to the very first person who asked if he was associated with Jesus, Peter hastily… Continue reading When We, Like Peter, Are in Denial
I am not a parent. I’ve never given birth to a child and guided it through infancy into childhood and then into teenhood and adulthood. I haven’t had to be in charge of potty training and teething and discipline and all of those other fun things I see my friends and sisters go through with… Continue reading Dear Parents: Thank You for Investing in Each Other & in Your Kids
Two days after I had my heart broken, many years ago, I typed these words into my computer journal: “The world is frost-bitten today. It feels kind of like my heart, I’d imagine. Numb, frozen … life hidden behind the death that has overtaken the branches of all the trees and the leaves of all… Continue reading The Longing to be Healed – and the Lord Who Answers
I don’t have all the answers to gun laws and the rise of mass shootings. I can’t solve the sin and the suffering in people’s hearts. I can’t fix the trauma that children and teens have gone through. But I have chosen the career of a teacher. And that means that I have every obligation… Continue reading I Am Only One Teacher. But I Pledge to Make a Difference.
I have to admit, I’ve always been a bit on the competitive side. Actually, “a bit” might be understating it. More like “quite” competitive. Why didn’t I play more sports? Because I was too competitive – and because I wasn’t good at them, which meant I’d never win. But put me in front of any… Continue reading Since When Did Life Become a Competition?