You’re Welcome, Sweetie…
Last night was an ongoing vandal nightmare, of course, I will spare you no gory details. You’re welcome, in advance. Singular vandal. Just Sam. My hands are still shaking. After several days at my parents’ lakehouse, he is what some would excuse as, “over-tired.” If that is what I am feeling, he is in bad…
#makingamockeryofjesus
What would Jesus tweet? #itisdone Actually, I don’t know for sure, but I know He never said “you’re not a Christian if you don’t believe everything your neighbor believes.” It’s getting ugly guys. And we, Christians, seekers of Jesus Christ, are making it so. Honestly, with all the yelling, this is probably a waste of…
Welcoming the Least of These…
Dear Arguing Humans, I have a couple questions for you. Are you currently housing a human being who would otherwise be homeless? Are you willing to? Are you willing to, no questions ask? Okay, now to level the playing field, I will answer. I am currently housing a human being who might otherwise be homeless.…
The Great Need of Needing…
I was recently going through pictures on my phone and I came across a screenshot of a text message from about four years ago. The text was from my oldest son John, and his lifelong friend, Jackson who were camping at the ranch. This is what it said: John: Mom, we need some stuff from…
I’m chronically with You: Jesus all Over Everything
I’m chronically with You: Jesus all Over Everything $8.65 That is what it costs to get the vandals and Sophie fed on a chronically bad morning. And I just I had one. I’ll confess that I am chronically ill. Tomorrow I will chronically deny it and tell you I am fine. Today I admit it.…
A can of worms: the totality of the Word…
I am in the throes of a chapter that I woke in the middle of the night to add to my manuscript. I am exhausted from thinking. The chapter is about Eve. From the garden. I have questions, and I am sad about the state of the world. I won’t divulge the contents of this…
Dear 999,999 moms.com,
I am a conservative Christian mom of 6. My oldest is 20. My youngest is 1. I am a biological mom. I am an adoptive mom. I am a foster mom. My family is mutli-cultural. I have home schooled. I have unschooled. I have tried public school. I have tried private. I love my husband.…
A nose by any other name…
A long-running joke in my family is that my nose is simply for decoration. It doesn’t work. I can’t remember a time it ever did. It’s not allergies or seasonal. It just is a stubborn, stuffy, finicky appendage on my face. It’s not runny; it just tends to slam shut – constantly. I snore, and…
Something wicked….
I had big plans for my Wednesday. It was Mother’s Day Out. The vandals would be gone all day. I have four chapter revisions to do. Laundry is separated into piles in the hallway. We were gone six days last week, and there is lots to do to get “caught up.” A concept I don’t…
31 Days of Stuff I Wish You’d Quit Saying: Day 31 “Goodbye.”
#31 Days. 88 Unfollows for too many emails. 112 New email subscribers. 1,000 new Facebook likes. 220 Facebook unlikes. 44 hateful emails. 207 delightful emails. 14 respectful correction emails. A nasty brawl on #faithit over a post from the collection. 13,722 shares off Word Press. 19,312 Shares off For Every Mom 2 posts in syndication.…