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In an interview, I heard cultural architect, futurist, and lecturer Erwin McManus talk about one of the ongoing behaviors that kids have is to dress up like their favorite superhero. Usually, they dress like the hero whose strength and power they want to imitate. Yet...
Party ’til the Police Come!
Picture it: Small Town, Minnesota, 1991. Twelve women were sitting around folding tables playing cards while their collective preschool children played upstairs. The children ran through every now and again to check in with their mom, or tattle on what Susie did to...
Reframing Words — An Easy DIY
I am not a big decorator of all-things-Valentine. In fact, many would be surprised to find out that I rarely decorate for any of the holidays beyond Christmas (of COURSE I decorate for that season…my kids would do it if I didn’t…scratch that…in recent years, they have...
What if We Change our Words?
“No matter what I do, I just can’t seem to lose weight.” “I’m so tired.” “I hurt all the time.” I have said all three of those sentences multiple times within the past 30 days. But this week, I heard something that revolutionized my thinking and, subsequently, the...
To My Fearful Younger Self
When I am bored and looking for something mindless to do, I watch the Hallmark Channel. Yes, I confess. I watch the schmaltzy stories that always have people living happily ever after. It is usually a story of a woman who has been scorned by love, or who is angry with...
John Ortberg
One Little Gesture – One Huge Difference
It’s been 15 months since my husband was diagnosed with cancer. As word of his diagnosis spread to others, I’d get calls from friends that generally started with admissions of shock, then sympathy and promises of prayers. And almost every conversation ended with these...
Are You a Leader?
I have a problem. If I’m in a group and there is a lack of leadership, I will jump in to lead even if no one appointed me the leader -- even if it’s not appropriate. It’s an illness, really. I can’t help myself. It feels similar to when I was in a classroom as a child...
The Last Time
Peering into the mailbox, my eyes sought out the object that was wedged just a little too tightly to slide out without a serious tug. A children's book. As I wriggled it free, my eyes teared up. It was the last book my newly-minted five-year-old would receive from the...
Flourishing in Motherhood
Life was grand – every night was date night. Movies, peaceful dinners out, last-minute trips, and the thing I’ve loved all along – freedom – was abundant and thoroughly enjoyed. I had a wonderful husband, home in the suburbs, established career, and newly acquired...
