(Or why “sharpening your saw” is so important — no matter what your “saw” might be) I had noticed that … Continue reading When doing good prevents you from doing best
Who knew that “the change” meant I’d change my outfit in an instant — and then change it back again? Continue reading Menopause goal: Never let them see you sweat
Driving toward a strategy Driving to and from work has made me a strategic commuter. Leaving my office at 5:05 … Continue reading How can you be strategic when you don’t have time to plan?
The difference wasn’t that I added anything to my routine. The difference was that I did what I thought I had been doing. Continue reading Do what you thought you were doing
I had thoughts of “He will make your paths straight” (Prov. 3:6) and “Just keep swimming” (Dory in Finding Nemo), but, mostly I thought about a foot lamp. Continue reading Your action might make the difference. Act.
Within view of my kitchen is a banana spider in a large, often messy web. She reminds me of myself — except for the fact that I’m fairly certain she ate her husband last night. Continue reading 5 lessons I learned from a spider not named Charlotte
I awakened this morning after a rough night of sleep — or lack thereof, actually. But nonetheless at 4 a.m. … Continue reading Take time to sip life
Thinking about my own mothering moments makes me feel 16 feet tall at times. But today, my thoughts are with … Continue reading My kids make me feel 16 feet tall
I’ve been saying it more and more often. “God, I can’t do today.” “Today” in that sentence might mean the … Continue reading “God, I can’t do today” is a statement of faith
I wrote this while stopped in traffic, so it’s probably longer than it needs to be — just like my … Continue reading Feeding my inner road rage
The irony of a freeze in Florida isn’t so much that Boston ferns can’t tolerate the cold. It’s that the freeze in Florida showed me God’s power and my lack thereof. Continue reading One takeaway from the irony of a freeze in Florida
Recently, I’ve spent most of my weekends weeding my yard, and I’ve found what I termed “a metaphor for my life.” Getting into the yard to pull weeds is evidence of the hope I’ve found in this near chaos. Continue reading My yard is a metaphor for my life
I tend to tromp hastily through life’s messes in an attempt to get them behind me. I wondered if I’d missed part of God’s message to me because of my tendency to hurry. Continue reading Look for the message in the mess
When a person with Alzheimer’s disease loses her memory, does she lose her faith as well? My mother has Alzheimer’s … Continue reading If you lose your mind, do you lose your faith?
On my 10th wedding anniversary, my husband gave me a beautiful yellow and white gold necklace. I had never seen … Continue reading Even a beautiful chain can bind you
I returned to work after Hurricane Irma feeling a bit worse for wear but was humbled by hearing the experiences … Continue reading Hurricane Irma and the hours without power
Hurricane Irma — aka “the largest Atlantic hurricane ever,” “the monster storm” and “killer hurricane” after its first deaths were … Continue reading The “calm” before Hurricane Irma
“Good morning,” I said as I greeted Connie in the locker room before swim class Wednesday. “How are you?” “Just … Continue reading And the verdict is: It’s NOT cancer!