This year I am teaching a Bible study at our church called Women Who Dare to Believe along with Nan Gurley and Bonnie Keen, the authors of the study. This last week, it was my turn to teach on Miriam. I looked at three windows into Miriam’s life that are found in scripture: Miriam at…
I know some of you are like me and launching into uncharted territory of ministry this year. Maybe it’s leading a small group or even teaching for the first time. Maybe you are taking some neighbors or friends through a study. Personally I am teaching with two really amazing and strong women. I am so…
Yesterday my husband and I had one of those discussions/arguments that had been brewing for a few days. In the course of the discussion, an interesting question came up. Do I have to 100% believe what you are telling me is true in order to choose to trust you? Do I have to have all…
It’s been a long, hot summer. As I have thought about it, the summer is almost always a desert time for me. How do the animals and plants in the desert survive? By finding the water, the oasis. As I struggle through the summer, where is my oasis? I can’t go to all my old…
The other day I was on a walk with my children and my sisters. We came to a creek that was close to the trail and took off our shoes and waded around a little. Before I knew it, Connor decided to jump in the creek with his shoes on. His shoes were the good…
Sometimes the thing we fear the most is being used. The tea set I was using for this little lunch was a lovely china set with delicate blue flowers on it. I found the set all packed in a box on the third floor of Andrew’s grandmother’s house. It had been a gift from some…
But often I forget and ugly things happen. The Ice Queen in me takes it upon herself to be right. It is her job to convince everyone that she is righteous. Somehow I begin to think that I was forgiven and justified because I deserved to be. I am full of demanding judgement and a…
One of my biggest fears in life is becoming one of those 40-year-old women on Oprah who whine about how they don’t know who they are after their kids leave. I look at them and wonder how they got to the point where they don’t know what they like or what their dreams are. Basically…
It seems to me that this is a choice I face almost every minute of every day. Choose to isolate or choose to engage? The Ice Queen in me must choose isolation because she can’t trust anyone. Someone could be trying to take control of her precious kingdom. The risk is too great because if…
Most mornings I wake up and I am drowning in my “not-enough-ness.” It seems everywhere I look something is broken or not working the way it should. Usually I start my day keenly aware of not getting enough sleep. I roll over and try to squeeze a few extra minutes out of the night. As…