The Referee in Your Heart

  At a junior high girls’ basketball game, one of the parents in our eighth-grade fan section screamed at the referee and felt immediate remorse. “Time for a sucker!” she said. She popped it in her mouth and made a deliberate choice about who was going to...

Choosing Grace Over Griping.

I am a fixer. A problem-solver. And I can get hung up on what could be, what should be, instead of being thankful for what is. And when faced with the fragility and the shortcomings of those whose lives intersect my own, it is sometimes tempting to focus on their...