Last week I read an article about a girl who was suing her parents. She apparently (according to her parents) didn’t want to follow the rules or contribute to family life around the house and she had left home. However, she still felt “entitled” to a private education and college funding from her parents. Really? … Continue reading Getting Rid of the Gimmies!
“He called you WHAT?” “He called me a dork,” my daughter answered with giant puddles in her eyes. Many emotions soared through my body as she explained how this fellow teammate had chosen to pick on her during track practice the previous day. I responded as any good mother would do: “Well, honey, the next… Continue reading Sticks and Stones May Break My Bones but Words Can Always Hurt Me
Last night I dreamed about my grandmother. Not so unusual perhaps, but it was one of those dreams that woke me with a start and a great deal of EMOTION. She died over 20 years ago and I woke up with an ache missing her and wishing I could somehow have an hour just to… Continue reading Throwing Off Yesterday
“But I didn’t mean for it to happen!” These words ring out on a consistent basis in my home. Somewhere along the line we’ve bought into a lie that says we are only responsible for the consequences of our behavior if we INTENDED for something to happen. But that is not how life works. Just… Continue reading That’s Not Fair!
I’m sitting in my warm house, sipping coffee, and listening to the fall of the rain on this wet, summer morning. It has not been like this for long. I’m in training for a 15K and when I got up this morning, I had a choice: run in the rain, or not. So began the… Continue reading Running in the Rain
It is amazing to me how little it takes for a small child to challenge a parent who is so much bigger! How could they possibly believe that they are stronger than their parents? After watching kids AND parents for more than 20 years in ministry, the sad truth is that many of them are. … Continue reading R.E.S.P.E.C.T.
I know I’m going to come off sounding hard-hearted with the words that follow: I don’t like toys. I don’t like playing with them, I don’t like buying them, and I certainly don’t like PICKING them up! Thankfully, three of my four kids are beyond the age of toys but my youngest is definitely giving… Continue reading Brat Talk: Why Can’t Hard Things Be Easy?
