How to be a Cool Good Mom in a Bad Mom World
How to be a Cool Good Mom in a Bad Mom World, I am not the worst mom in the world, and it is still kind of funny… My five-year-old just offered me a quarter to tell him where his Halloween candy is. And this could be one of those incidents where we broo-ha-ha over a…
How to Deserve the Cross
The Good News is Jesus died once – for all. We need not earn the gift of salvation. To earn it would make it a wage. To pay for it would make it a purchase. There are not enough hours in the week, nowhere to clock in and record the hours it would take to…
I am a Texas Mom: What You Can Pry from My Cold Dead Fingers
I am a Texas Mom: What You Can Pry from My Cold Dead Fingers Perhaps I am weak. Maybe I am a coward. In the two-ish years since I became a blogger, I have been called a number of things. From behind my computer, it is easy to say stuff and then cry on my…
False Accusations and The Savior of the World
Three Important Things to Remember About Jesus: Stop the False Accusations A false accusation, especially on the head of someone who is entirely humble is all the more pitiable. Our oldest biological son John, aka the #marinebaby, recently called from his current assignment to tell us that we could take him off our cell phone…
Stealing Jesus and Grace: When I Knew it Was Right
For the record, stealing is wrong. It can change your life… forever. My first book, Stolen Jesus: An Unconventional Search for the Real Savior is on the shelves of Barnes and Noble. Kathie Lee Gifford tweeted her adoration for it. It rages a battle with 1991 classic written by Benny Hinn for the first place…
Are You Still There God? Or Was That the Last Straw?
Are You Still There God? Or Was That the Last Straw? But not for my children, would I ever truly see how exhausting I, the Believer in Jesus Christ, really am? Or what a good Father He really is? I know He isn’t, well, recently I have come to know that God isn’t perpetually smacking…
Stuff I Wish You’d Quit Saying: May God Have Mercy on Your Soul
Stuff I Wish You’d Quit Saying: May God Have Mercy on Your Soul I know you are but what am I? Of all the stupid things I hate to see this takes the proverbial and literal cake. Jesus, come quickly. I have to ask, you of the High Horse, who in hells bells do you…
Dear Momma of a Struggling Learner…. I Know.
Dear Momma of a Struggling Learner…. I know, I saw you leave the office in tears. Sitting in your car, you made the call, the one I made dozens of times. Either to a friend or your husband. They don’t understand. Another pill, another tutor, another plan – maybe this time he will catch up.…
Panic, Anxiety, Shame, and Jesus: The Truth About Faith and Fear
I woke at 4:14 am in a panic. Panic tends to be the soft spot in my belly that enemy loves to poke at. Panic is my Achilles heel. If I were a werewolf, panic is my silver bullet. Should you find me lying in a coffin, peacefully sleeping after a night of terrorizing virgins…
Jesus and the Sweet Tooth: Let that Crow Fly Friend
I lost a dental implant. When I say I lost it, I know where it is, and I cannot get it back. No, really. It actually isn’t even worthy of prose, but for the lunacy. It happened in the Walgreens parking lot. I was reconciling my checkbook and making a grocery list. Previously, while in…