For my kids, Easter baskets always came a week early—on Palm Sunday. My mother-in-law sewed adorable outfits, matched them with sweet fancy hats, and brought baskets full of goodies. A Palm Sunday tradition which I believe started by my husband’s grandma. Why? Because that was the day people celebrated Christ’s triumphal entry. Hailing His kingship. […]
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Ugghh! The draft. Not the football one. Or the one that sends young men to war. But the written one that sits for days, weeks, months, years, waiting to be finished. That lingers in your Word docs or your file cabinet or your WordPress admin labeled “draft,” waiting for you to hit the post button.
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Cisco Cotto said it one morning on Moody Radio Chicago: “What if we showed as much patience at home as we do fishing?” I’ll admit, I’ve not fished a lot. Okay, maybe twice.
Goin’ Fishing–Lessons in Parenting Read More »
I met him once. Rev. Billy Graham. It was a Monday night. A friend and I were on our way to Art Survey 101, and we had just reached the third floor. He rounded the corner from the hall, courteously dipped his head, and asked, “Would you know where the so-and-so office is?” Okay, you
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I wanted to be her Valentine. A wonderful group of college peers had pulled together enough cash to let me fly home to see her. Back then, tickets were cheaper if you bought them 17 days in advance, so I counted my days and bought my ticket. For Valentine’s Day. Bags packed, I had a
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Okay, if you’ve been following my saga, you know today isn’t really “Day 1.” That was actually 18 months ago. Before my sprained ankle, before his hurt knees, before my broken nose…. …And one day after “The Promise.” That was the day I learned it was all mental. And I was nowhere ready for an
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I don’t know that I’d ever heard the song before that particular morning. Leastwise, I hadn’t REALLY heard it, where it penetrated not only my thoughts but my soul and spirit.
Public Speaking 101 Read More »
Can’t believe I did it—again. For a person who loves to see words flow across the page, I sure get tripped up by the ones tumbling out of my mouth!
Did I Really Just Say That? Read More »
The goal was romantic. What I didn’t take into account were injuries. I guess I figured I’d be hurting. After all, I hate the sport. But my husband loves it. It’s always been his release. So I never expected to be able to do more than him. Yet suddenly he was in major pain, and
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