Love Never Fails

I have spent most of my adult life trying to learn how to love. I just didn't seem to get it. I just didn't know how to do it. So my biggest prayer, my go-to request throughout my adult life, was, "Lord, show me how to love." But I never seemed to improve, and I...

So This Happened This Morning

The gentleman on the left is Josh, a sweet special needs man who is filled with joy and spreads it wherever he goes.  The gentleman on the right is Pastor Doug, the associate pastor of my new church, who had just finished preaching. At the beginning of the closing worship set Josh reached up and...

How Deep The Father’s Love For Us

A friend gave me a copy of this poem yesterday - I found in online and discovered it actually started in 1999 as a PowerPoint presentation written by Barry Adams at a church in St. Catharines, Ontario, Canada.  The response to it was so overwhelming, it was made into a video and a website was...

The Flood

Yesterday the last straw hit. A friend texted and wondered where I'd been at the worship team dinner the night before, because my husband had been there. Backstory: We were both told we had to step down from serving on that team when we separated last year. But for some reason he showed up at...

Perhaps I Can Simply Love

I've spent this week separating feelings from truth. Because, as my counselor pointed out, while feelings can sometimes point us toward the truth of a situation, sometimes they are just feelings.  Sometimes they lag behind the truth that we have discovered in a situation, so while our minds understand it, our feelings are still operating...

My Word

A few years ago I started picking one word to represent each new year. Were I really good, I would be able to produce a list and muse about the progression through the years of the words. I am, however, a mother, teacher, wife, daughter, and all around slayer-of-drama. Which means my internal memory card...

Getting Love Right

So I have this one student. She's a PK (Preacher's Kid).  And lately she's been displaying typical disrespect-for-authority Preacher's-Kid-angst. Now, I too am a PK, although I came to it late enough in life that I avoided a lot of the angst.  So I get it. Lately, though, she has been just over the top. ...

The Moment

It's been a while since I've been able to post. Partly because of Christmas, partly because of a bad cold, and partly because of not wanting to get on here and whine. It would be easy to whine.  I have actually written a couple of whiny rants and chosen not to publish them. Marriage is...

Honesty To Drown In

Today is the first chance I've had to think for days.  Last week we hit the ground running with our counseling appointment Wednesday and I haven't had a moment to process since. It was good.  I remember that.  Enough good was done that some pressure lifted, because the next two blogs I wrote were not...

Enough With The Labels Already

The shooting in Orlando has so saddened me. I braced myself for the onslaught on social media of inevitable vitriol centered around whatever a person's pet bandwagon is, but even that has been minimal. A bit about gun control, to be sure. A few posts from people saying that they sure hoped their Bible-believing friends...