Time to Rest

It’s hard for me to rest sometimes. I’m an all-in kind of person, and it’s hard for me to pace myself and take a break. But I have learned that resting is good. It was February 2008. I know that because I made a notation in my Bible. It had been a harried season of...

The Perfect Size

I listened as she told how she wished her daughter knew how her pear-shaped figure was “perfect.” Then in her next breath she made fun of girls with straight figures. I found myself biting my lip, not knowing what to say. As the conversation moved onto more...

Writing My Own Psalm

I once heard comedian Mark Lowry say, “If David had had Prozac, we wouldn’t have the Psalms.” And though David didn’t write all of the Psalms, Mark does have a point. If you really look at it, the Psalms are a pretty good depiction of life. Some days are good, other...

Goodbye, Mom

“Goodbye, Mom. I can do it on my own.” Those were the words spoken to me by my newly-minted kindergartener at her school’s open house. I don’t even remember the context, because upon hearing them, my throat choked shut and my eyes blinded with...

Change

Change. Seasons change. People change. Jobs change. It’s inevitable. And yet it’s not something I’ve always enjoyed. I can remember being asked by many a job interviewer: “How do you handle change?” “Oh, me? I love change. Yes, I’m very flexible,...