I don’t know where you land on the Enneagram. (Here’s a great book for beginners. Also, here’s a quiz.) I’m solidly a 6 with a 5 wing. In a nutshell, it means I have a bajillion worst case scenarios in… Continue Reading →
I have to say that I am in no way an expert on this. It’s something I’m learning – even now. But what I’ve learned might be helpful as you see the looming schedules of the fall closing in.
I’m stuck in a badly written dystopian novel.
I never expected Woodland Mall to feel like coming home.
Did you know a newspaper published a parody of ‘Marvin K. Mooney Will You Please Go Now!’ called “Richard M. Nixon, Will You Please Go Now!”? And the president resigned 9 days later.
Women have been listening to their minds race in circles after a crazy day far longer than we know.
Thank you Holderness Family! Here’s a few of my favorites. Just take a moment. Even if it’s just snark, let it out. Laughter is medicine!
There’s a reason the angels didn’t say “Good tidings of great happiness!”
God is still having a conversation with his people – even in their broken condition!
Grief is never a simple journey from point A to point B, but slowly… sometimes very slowly, it does get better.
PSA: never use the word condolences. Please. It’s cold and unfeeling.
Our culture doesn’t like to face the idea of death – it means loss, pain and grief. No one wants to think about it but we will all face it.
If we truly believe God is sovereign… what does that mean in this situation? This moment in history?
Somehow when David’s hurt and lament was spent, he could see Yahweh even in the awful stuff.
It seems today has been hijacked by COVID-19 aka the Coronavirus.
Stuck on gifts for the kid readers in your life? Check out my 2019 Kids Book Gift List!
I was dumbfounded how a middle grade novel could so accurately depict raw grief.
From taps… “all is well, safely rest, God is nigh” to the flag slowly folded and presented… “on behalf of the President of the United States and a grateful nation” to my veteran father-in-law… I was barely controlling my emotion.
Does keeping track of goals feel like a prison cell? Read on to find out how planners are like underwear. 🙂
Mother’s Day weekend 2017 we physically moved in, but January 2019 this house finally feels like our home. The books have their esteemed place on the wall once again.
If you like books and don’t like paying a whole lot for them, here are a few thoughts for you.
InCoWriMo stands for
International Correspondence Writing Month… here’s my journal.
“Once you are Real, you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.” Skin Horse (Velveteen Rabbit)
Welcome back for the final post of our Mean Girls series! Here’s the first installment if you’d like to catch up. This post will focus on some practical ways to navigate the mean girls in our lives as well as… Continue Reading →
It started in third grade. Her two “BFFs” from the neighborhood (sisters) demanded that she give back the necklace proclaiming their friendship because they didn’t all end up in the same class together. She was devastated, so hurt that the… Continue Reading →
I can’t believe it’s done, but summer officially is over. Yesterday, the busses came and all three of my backpack-laden creative people got on and left. For the first time, I wasn’t ready. Oh, I had all the school supplies… Continue Reading →
Each of them, whether they see it yet or not, is created to create. Numbers, paper, pencil, marker, paint, doodles, words, sentences, ingredients, balsa wood, Legos… we cannot help it. Our Creator is worshiped when we reflect Him. I want them to see this.
(This is your weekly Theological Thursday post but – on a FRIDAY!) What is the Enneagram?? It’s one of a vast number of personality systems and ways of seeing ourselves. Ann Bogel has a great book called Reading People with a… Continue Reading →
Our texts flew back and forth. “I’ve got seats saved!” “Can’t wait to see you!” with lots of smiley emojis. As we both finally took our seats in the auditorium of Community Reformed, our sigh of relief was in unison…. Continue Reading →
She said, “The doctor saw a questionable spot on your mammogram yesterday and wants to see you again. Can you come in today?” Her words made my heart stop and my thoughts fly. Why did they want to see me… Continue Reading →
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