I have battled depression for many years. I had my first foray into the crazy world of mixed-up emotions when my oldest child was a newborn. She will be sixteen in a few months, and in that time, depression has been just outside my door. And sometimes right inside the living room. Every day, I …
I’m only five weeks (not counting this one!) from finishing up this school year. Yep. Just five short, long weeks to go. I’m doing all I can to keep putting one foot in front of the other. But, I am in a strait. I want to be done, and I don’t want to be done. …
Modesty is a hugely popular subject online these days. Blog posts run the gamut. Some take a broad look, some are more specific, like the recent surge in articles about yoga pants. Those who know me in real life, know that I can be *ahem* a tad bit opinionated. It may be hard to believe, …
My son loves to play the piano. He practices for a couple of hours a day, without ever being told. All of our children are required to take piano lessons beginning at age nine. They must play until we feel that have reached a basic level of understanding, then, they can choose another instrument to …
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: ~ Ecclesiastes 3:1 It really boggles my mind to think that it is already a new year. I know that logically, time hasn’t sped up or slowed its pace since the beginning of the ages when God created it, …
This is a phrase from a song that I’ve heard my whole life. It’s a phrase I’ve used many times in the ten years since my dad’s death. Just recently, something occurred to me. Whenever I say that “Heaven’s sounding sweeter” because a saint has just entered its gates, am I saying that Heaven could …
It was a typo. I was writing an email to my sister and I began it with “Hell, Melanie!”. I didn’t notice it, nor did she. When she replied, I saw my original message, and my glaring mistake. What a difference one letter makes! Just the other day, something similar happened, only this time I caught …
“Now, don’t get panicky, Ethel!” exclaimed a very panicky Lucy Ricardo to a calm, composed Ethel when she comes into Lucy’s cluttered apartment in a classic episode of I Love Lucy. In “Off to Florida”, Lucy and Ethel are supposed to join Ricky and Fred in the sunshine state, but Lucy loses the train tickets the …
I stopped at the large window in the master bedroom of our parsonage. The view wasn’t anything majestic; no mountains, ocean or rolling hills to see. My view was a red brick church building and an asphalt parking lot. I stared at the empty lot, watching the breeze rustle the leaves of the bushes in …
“Do you want to just do it alone?” I snapped to my dad as he was helping me with a chore. He had made some innocent comment to me about my method of packing (or something) and those sharp words were my reply. I never imagined that those would be among my final memories with …
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