he opportunity to go to Texas is a big deal! In the week before the trip I tried on some cowgirl boots, feeling like I should dress for the occasion, but I didn’t find the ones that looked just right. Instead, I put on my attitude and couldn’t wait to visit the state where I…
It seems to be tradition to take visiting authors on a tour of ministry headquarters before or after radio interview recordings. It’s inspiring. You get to see beautiful boardrooms furnished by generous donors and the walls of honor for those who have made sacrifices to build the ministry and those who have been photographed with…
Some events are triple paragraph events. They deserve to be blogged about, but you’d have to milk them for more than they’re worth to turn them into a full story. You’d have to lie, that is. So here is a short moment that captured me in dim light, if you will. This proves once more…
So let me contrast the notion of glamor with the reality of the moment, because as I’m typing this, I have a damp bottom and an aching knee and I’m still working on my first cup of coffee. Yesterday afternoon my publicist sent a reminder for this morning’s live radio interview. The station would call…
Freedom is the stuff of wars. What irony! People will give up almost anything for it. Freedom promises both peace and joy at minimum and, to the mind of some, also power or prosperity. It’s more often yelled than it is whispered because it is an inalienable basic right. I think we feel it in…
Cape gooseberries grew in my granddad’s garden and sometimes in our backyard. The deepest childhood pleasure came from scouting out the ripe and ready ones. They were the ones whose balloon-like sheaths had turned from green to straw-color. Peeling away the sheath was like opening presents on your birthday. The translucent, papery lanterns held golden…
Allow me to take a step out of my mom suit into my office suit for today’s musing about grace in the workplace. It’s been bothering me for a while that there is a chasm between workplace values and the ones we applaud when we’re in our “spiritual mode.” Could we as Christian business folk…
It’s not hard to dream in January. Perhaps Christmas reignited just enough of our childlike (never say childish) imagination and propensity for fantasy. And now we have high hopes and ideals for our future. Not you? Maybe your boss, therapist, or life coach nudged you to do some goal planning. You may have been reluctant…