It happened. We had our first fight. Over kids. The decibel of my voice raised. His was calmer. I was a bit irrational. He stayed fairly reasonable. We hassled through things for about an hour, without any solutions rising to the top. It got late. Both of us were tired. And both still upset. Then I…
To my three kids, APPLAUSE. Be so very careful about the applause you seek after. Applause can be extremely dangerous. This is what happened to Lauren Daigle. Lauren was asked in telephone interview what she believed about homosexuality. “You know what, I can’t honestly answer on that…in the sense of, I have too many people…
Our First Meeting Me: “B, this is a fantastic washing machine.” B: “Thank you!” I stand flat footed in front of the washer. I reach inside the washing machine down to the bottom. Me: “Oh dear. I can’t reach it. I can’t reach the bottom. My arms aren’t long enough.” B: “Uh oh.” Silently, I…
He took me out to the “city view” near the Stella hotel, a suggestion from his good friend, Clay. It was a gorgeous night. We walked up the 3 flights of stairs (me, in my wedges, he, in his Allen Edmund loafers). Somehow climbing to taller heights make things a tad more romantic than ground…
The Sea of Galilee…what a gorgeous way to end a day of touring! As we drive into the city of Tiberias, the large body of water is captivating. The Sea is 13-14 miles long and about 8 miles wide. It is known by several different names: Chinnereth and Gennesaret in the scriptures. In Israel, many…
Me: Why is your finger so high up in your nose? Wes: I put a bb in there. Me: Wait. What? What do you mean you put a bb in there? Wes: (Nonchalantly) I shoved a bb up my nose. Me: Why did you do that? Wes: (blank stare, slight shrug) Me: Oh em gee. I need you to get it out….
As a child, each evening my dad would come into my room, prop up next to my bed to talk with me for a few minutes before telling me goodnight. The conversations would vary, but the ending was always the same. Before getting up he would say, “If I lined up all the little girls in…
My kid has stormed into their home with bare, black-soled feet countless times since his birth. A former navy officer and his spitfire wife have been married 60 years this year. He is the more emotional half – she, the unbreakable shield. My son, Wes, is their ‘yet to be refined’ kid neighbor. Just this evening,…
A couple years ago, when Wes was 5, he began to talk to me about salvation. He would randomly say, “Mom! I just asked Jesus in my heart!” I’d follow up with, “Well, did you hear God speak to you?” He would always say no. He’d leave it at that and then go to sleep….
Wes was four years old. We were shopping at Target. He had come dressed in his batman outfit; full on with his mask and sword. As I shopped, he chopped. Invisible bad guys were being taken out all over the store. I began playing with him, chasing him a bit with my cart. We were…