Sorting out my head one blog post at a time.
Somewhere in the four and half years, amidst buying a house, having two children, mourning my dad, and starting a new job, I forgot how to love my husband. It actually surprised me that it took only four years. I'd heard about the "seven year itch" so I expected to have a few more years... Continue Reading →
Being a mom is weird. Half the time I still feel like I'm the kid. Like I'm pretending to be a grownup. Like I'm playing house. So when is it that I actually start feeling like a grownup? Does that ever happen? Yesterday morning Cara got a small splinter in her finger. It was her... Continue Reading →
Our culture has accepted two huge lies. The first is that if you disagree with someone's lifestyle, you must fear or hate them. The second is that to love someone means you agree with everything they believe or do. Both are nonsense. You don't have to compromise convictions to be compassionate. ~Rick Warren
I had a monumental epiphany tonight and it completely scared me. (Disclaimer: I'm still trying to sort this all out in my mind so I'm not sure this post is going to make a whole lot of sense, but I want to share it anyway.) So here is my earth-shattering epiphany ... are you ready... Continue Reading →
"Do not waste time bothering whether you "love" your neighbour; act as if you did. As soon as we do this we find one of the great secrets. When you are behaving as if you loved someone, you will presently come to love him." —C.S. Lewis (Mere Christianity)
From the San Antonio News ...Air Force Master Sgt. Joseph Myers had only one wish while in the desert sands of Iraq: Get home before the end of his daughter's fourth-grade year.It almost didn't happen. Almost.On Thursday, the next-to-last day of class at Randolph Elementary School, the airman's wish came true.An emotional Myers, still dressed... Continue Reading →
"Agape is the love that overflows and gives of its fullness, not the hunger that cries out from the depths of its own emptiness. Human love, by its nature, can never be pure agape. Because we are in ourselves contingent and insufficient, our love necessarily contains an element of eros, or passion, springing from our... Continue Reading →
It's my mom's birthday today.She and I have always shared a special connection. I don't know if it has something to do with me being the oldest child or first daughter or if it's something more ... supernatural. All I know is that my mom and I share a bond like I have with no... Continue Reading →
To love at all is to be vulnerable.Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken.If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal ...Lock it up safe in the coffin of your selfishness.But in that casket ...... Continue Reading →
Being a big sister is hard. I know. I've been one for 28 years.When I was in college my brother was dating a girl that I didn't like. He had been dating her for several years and in my outspoken-pushy-big-sister sort of way, I had made it very clear to him that I didn't like... Continue Reading →
These Words of Mine 