Living Amidst Boys!

It could overwhelm me ... these memories of all I wanted to see when my boys became men. ... Because they are nothing like what I had wanted...

I'm laying here in the dark with my mind racing from one worry to the next. There is never a shortage of worries when you're a singl...

Last night was one of those I hate and dread. A kid puking in the middle of the night. Not the nice, tidy make-it-to-the-bowl type pukes, al...

I live in a house full of real relationships. I'm convinced that raising boys is not any more or less difficult than raising girls, it...

Every now and then I get glimpses of myself - my real self, not the teenage version that I still see in my mind's eye, or the overweight...

I love it when I suddenly see an old, familiar scripture through new eyes. Well, it can be kind of scary too; it fills me with awe when I re...

Still on my soapbox of counting blessings--those grace gifts all around us that come down from our Father of Lights, in whom there is no var...

We know how to look. We must learn how to see. We know how to hear. We must learn how to listen. We know how to touch. We must le...

I am currently reading One Thousand Gifts : a Dare to Live Fully Right Where You Are by Ann Voskamp. When I chose the books, I liked the ide...

Every morning the alarm goes off and I jump out of bed. OK, well actually the alarm only goes off some mornings ... and usually I jump out o...

Again, I'm reminded, and I wonder: When will I be over it? When will I forget? When will my scarlet D be removed? Again I tell myself: ...

Well, 10 days into the new year, and I'm still with my resolution to read my Bible every day and to keep my list of 1000 gifts. As with ...

I have struggled for some years now with depression. Too many losses, the hardships of life, brokenness from sin, compounding health iss...

I have always been fascinated with the first witnesses to Jesus' arrival here on Earth. They are just not the people you would have ...