Note: This week, I will be sharing stories of my spiritual journey. Feel free to share yours in the comments or in an email. I would love to read them! I talk about my faith frequently on this blog. Well, it would seem that I do. But most of the …
I’ll never forget the first time my husband told our two-year-old firstborn the story of David and Goliath. We were (and are) very unsure of ourselves in parenting, and we were learning a lot of things right along with her. Knowing how much she could handle was not as intuitive …
Music has always been an important part of story. It sets the tone of the story’s mood. One of my children is so sensitive to music, that he will start crying in fear as soon as he hears the scary music in a story even before the scary characters are …
My earliest recollection of story is my little Fisher Price cassette player. Our home had plenty of books, but my desire for words was insatiable at a young age. My parents invested in a collection of books and cassettes and my little cassette player. They got the idea when a …
Stories. We love them—even when we act too grown up to care. Our mamas read them to us before we fell asleep at night, we heard them in Sunday School, we read them in school. And now that we have heard all those stories—we each have our own. …
In the early days after Jesus’ death, when His followers were first called “Christians”, it was meant as a derisive term. Today, being called a Christian identifies us with Christ. A person’s attitude towards the term largely suggests his attitude towards Christ. Today we have new labels. Since I choose a …
As I filled in the last page of my journal today, I leafed through the pages of the past year. I came across an entry from a year ago which reminded me of my parenting journey. I don’t write a lot about parenting. Honestly, I mostly don’t write about it because …
The shiny online billboards flash and beckon to women. We are strong, empowered, enlightened. Today’s women bow to no one. We can do anything we please and no adversity can stop us. We lead the corporation, the church, the factory, the practice and the Bible study. We dominate at the gym, …
“Your daughter can’t marry him. It will never work. They are both firstborns. Everyone knows firstborns are too competitive and don’t make good marriage partners.” Such was the sage advice given to my mother after we announced our engagement. Stereotype or not, both us are competitive. We each like to …
“I never once heard my mother raise her voice.” “The first time I ate a pizza that wasn’t homemade was in college.” “Through the years, my mother never missed a day of reading her Bible.” “We never had paper plates in our home. Mama always set the table with her …
