My daughter was expelled from Mother’s Morning Out. When she was two. “I cannot believe that Sandy King’s daughter bites.” Talk about a slap in my perfect parent facade. I was an older mom (at 38) and supposedly wiser. But I was raising a biter. It all started at a Gymboree open house. Abby and […]
God Doesn’t Like Fun
I should be prepping for the class I need to teach. But here’s the episode of I Love Lucy where Lucy and Ricky meet. And then the one where Lucy races the horse. Then the one where the whole gang along with Fred MacMurray hunt for uranium. I hear Grace in the kitchen. She’s laughing […]
Grit-Crusted and Glory-Strengthened
When I washed, I saw. ~John 9:11 (Message) There’s a hush this morning. Branches bow under the weight of wet white grace. I stand robe-wrapped and slippered on the porch and drink His whispers. Come to me all who are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Giant flakes fall, and boughs droop to […]
Dare to Touch the Fringe (A Repost)
But for you who fear my name, the sun of righteousness will rise with healing in its wings; and you will go forth and skip about like calves from the stall. ~Malachi 4:2 (NASB) We gather around the table. The new widow. The exhausted young mom. The heart-broken grandma. The financially stressed and the health […]
When You Need to Remember
Ash Wednesday. Ashes. The words triggered one of those grief waves. One in which I remember my mom wheeling out to the living room to say she was rooting for the Yankees while we whooped it up for the Tigers. It’s the last memory I have of being at home with her before […]
Window on Writing: Kindle Konversion and Letting Go for Lent
This is one shelf. Out of six in this case. Out of four cases of six. Of that style. It doesn’t include the shelves in my office, a wall of built-in shelves in one room, a half-wall of built-in shelves in the basement, a metal cupboard of shelves in the garage. Full of books. Not […]
Fuel for the Weekend: I’m a Lenten Failure
Lent is the time for trimming the soul and scraping the sludge off a life turned slipshod. Lent is about taking stock of time, even religious time. Lent is about exercising the control that enables us to say no to ourselves so that when life turns hard of its own accord, we have the stamina […]
