Comfort. Where does one find comfort? From reading my students' introduction letters this week, I can plainly see that most are trying to find comfort. Their goals for after school almost always include a family, a nice home with some land, and enough money to be comfortable. I find comfort in a warm cup of… Continue reading Comfort
Play is one of the hardest things for me to do. Though it shouldn't be since I have three sons and all they want to do is play. This past week I finally, really played. Usually, I try to play with my boys but find myself thinking about my to-do list, the next writing projects,… Continue reading Play
"Count your many blessings name them one by one..." There are so many blessings to count if I will only look for them. A few years ago I heard that Oprah, of all people, started each day by writing out three things she was thankful for, so I began to do it myself. It's amazing… Continue reading Blessings
Is it worth it? I ask myself this question all the time. I have three boys, asking THE question is a must. It takes a lot of energy to keep up with three boys ages 7, 5, and 2. I ask it about parenting strategies. Was it worth it to spank him? Was it worth… Continue reading FMF: Worth
Future... This is a surprisingly hard prompt from Five Minute Friday (FMF). I seriously try to ignore the future many times. I would love to see my three boys grown, married to strong God followers, raising their children to walk with God, too. That's the far future that I aim for each day. Trying to… Continue reading Five Minute Friday: Future
Have you ever spoken or chanted a set of words to get yourself through a challenging or frightening situation? Just last week I responded, “I think I can” when someone asked me if I was going to make it through the rest of the school year; and “I can do anything through Christ who strengthens me” (Phil 4:13) are words that help me take a deep breath and keep marching forward....
Shelby closed her eyes and stepped off the platform into the air. She swallowed the scream in her throat and clenched her teeth. Nothing happened. The soft whir of her pulley was all she could hear. Shelby opened one eye and saw the trees zipping by on either side of her. As the wind gently… Continue reading FMF: Safe