Y’all listen up now, ya hear?
Here in Texas, we have a way of destroying the boundaries of solid grammatical truths. Years ago, when my parents were living in Venezuela, I left a message with my dad’s secretary. Once the message was relayed it became a big joke that she had understood that I needed help repairing something. Actually, what I said…
An open letter to my children: You’re not that great
You’re funny. And talented. But as I sit in this dance recital I am holding a foster baby that is in our home for the weekend and I am witnessing an American atrocity that I want you to remember.
And it is not a drug addicted baby.
Hold your applause…
“It was good for me to be afflicted so that I might learn your decrees.” (Psalm 119:71)
Natural Birth & Inflatable Swimming Pools
I am old. This is what the new batch of our babies have to look forward to. They have an old mom. And she’s way behind the times. They will to go school with kids that were birthed into swimming pools… In their living rooms! Am I new? I am just hearing about this. I saw the Duggars doing “natural” deliveries in a bath tub..
Busywork: Letting Go, Letting God
The Busywork of Stopping Me I wonder what wonderful things God could get done if He didn’t have to mess with the busywork of stopping me. The searing pain was second only to the acidic burn perforating a hole in my brain. Words do not do the fiasco justice. I had suffered from a sinus…
Que?
The salt water burned my eyes. If I was pulled to the depths one more time, I wouldn’t be coming back. Between the strong undertow and bikini top wrapped around my neck; I was surely about to die. Modesty out the window, I broke the surface for the last time and yelped “help!” As an…
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