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Reevaluating our priorities should be regular and always include getting back to the Bible. Sports weren’t really my thing growing up, but I did (and do) like to win. The desire to come out on top of something that didn’t involve hitting a ball or running probably contributed to my skill in the Bible trivia…
My husband is terrible at surprises. I can tell he has something up his sleeve from the little crinkles that form around his eyes when he’s talking about a date night he has planned or a present he wants to give. Without prodding, he will spill all the details. It’s a quality I’ve come to…
With everything that has happened in 2020 and the tumult we continue to find ourselves in, I’m feeling the need to squeeze every ounce of Christmas out of Christmas this year. I want to drink all the hot chocolate, watch all the Hallmark movies and make our house rival the Griswolds (minus the crazy squirrel)….
The spirited redhead who is just as likely to break a slate over someone’s head as she is to be found in raptures about a plum tree-lined avenue has earned her place in the cannon of favorite literary heroines. It is, indeed, hard to resist Lucy Maud Montgomery’s Anne with an E. She is endearingly…
My Mac-geek roommate breezed in with her laptop firmly clutched under one arm and observed me in my natural habitat that first semester at college – sitting at the desk under my lofted bed doing homework. Settling in at her own desk, she casually asked if I had been on Facebook lately. I’m sure my…
Bending down to pick up another toy, I feel a little twinge in my side. Huh. I wonder why my side hurts? What organ is mid-back, under my ribs? I think that’s where my kidneys live. Why would my kidney hurt? I do have a nodule on my right kidney. You know, the one they…
Whenever we visit my grandparents’ ranch, my grandma invites me into her storage room to show me what’s on her secret gift shelf. The mission: to see if my children already have the books she was planning to give them for their next birthday or at Christmas. My grandma and I share such similar taste…
The trouble with loving classics is the knowledge that when you finish a series or have read the entire works of a certain author, you know there will be no more. I have felt that loss with many authors like Austen, L’Engle, Lewis, and Montgomery. And now that my kids enjoy longer and longer stories,…
When I read through the Gospels and get to the Parable of the Sower, I see kidney bean shaped seeds being thrown around by man very akin to Johnny Appleseed. I see their distressed faces as they maneuver around trampling feet and their tongues lolling out as their roots hit glowering rocks below the soil….
A bowl of fire-roasted goat passed around under an inky Kenyan sky, the unforgettable smell of camel and smoke permeating the air. A ride offered by an acquaintance so the foreign student could join a Bible study at her temporary church. A perfectly made cappuccino and slice of toast waiting every morning, crafted by a…
A 50-count pack of colored pencils, with their uniform points and array of pretty hues lined up neatly in the box makes my heart go pitter patter. Picking out a three-ring binder with coordinating page dividers is a thrill. It’s been years since I received a school supply list in the mail, but I still…
I’m a product of flannel graphs and puppet shows, AWANAs and Bible trivia. My brother and I can both still recite the books of the Bible to the tune we learned in Sunday School 25 years ago. Though I am forever thankful for my Christian upbringing and early Bible education, my scripture knowledge hasn’t always…
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