Confession: I’m unbelievably forgetful. While I’m fixing dinner, I forget there’s still laundry in the dryer. My students know that if I don’t write assignments down, I won’t remember what I’ve instructed them to do (and they’re off the hook). I have driven straight past exits because I’m lost in thought or listening too intently to Nat King Cole (“so straighten up and fly right!”). Continue reading “5 Steps to Being a Doer (When You Can’t Find Your Keys)”
Have you ever felt around in the dark for a light switch before finally locating it behind a door? Or maybe you’ve heard the windows whistling when the wind blows. The paint that looked so good in Better Homes and Gardens made the bathroom look like a dilapidated toolshed. And whoever designed our space-challenged kitchen with SEVEN six-inch-wide cabinets certainly didn’t cook! But even the “dream homes” you see on Pinterest and HGTV are replete with design flaws, whether it’s because of an amateur draftsman, a last-minute addition, or a nifty but impractical idea.
And you know what? I’m a terrible architect at building a dream Continue reading “Dream Home!”
It’s one thing to talk about a joyous, proactive faith. It’s another to put forth the effort to obtain it. How have you changed since the challenge in the last post? Are you walking a little more mindfully with the Lord each day? “The reason many people get so little out of their Bible reading is simply because they are not willing to think.” – R. A. Torrey. Continue reading “Incline Thine Ear”
Raise your hand if you’ve ever resolved to read your Bible through in a year. OK, that’s about all of us.
Raise it again if you jumped ship in, oh, somewhere around Leviticus (or I Chronicles for you diehards). Yeah, me too.
Raise it one last time if you elbowed on through it, Scourby’d the genealogies and/or the Prophets, sailed through the New Testament, and wrapped up the Revelations on December 31.
Yeah. My hand’s not up. Some preacher’s kid.
Of all the things I’m proud to have accomplished in my life, one of the most significant to me is having survived high school and college without ever being known as a ditzy blonde.
All women – and all men, if we’re being honest – have “blonde” moments when we’ve suddenly lost contact with reality and short-circuited bits of crucial information. But some become known as the “blonde”, the female who short-circuits enough information to plunge the East Coast into utter darkness. She’s the fodder for endless blonde jokes, the key player in any evangelist’s sermon prefaces and the most-overused archetype for TV series’ secondary characters.