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Mess or Masterpiece?

One evening this week, I found the living room floor covered with toys.  It was late, I had been at work all day, and I was exhausted.  Briefly I considered telling the boys to pick up the toys, but I was too tired to care. So, I planned to do some general...

Look at Me, Look at Me!

I am not proud of it, but I can admit that I am a people pleaser at heart.  I mean I really, really, really desire recognition and approval. Thankfully, I am aware of this unhealthy bent in my personality. Even so, I find myself falling into the trap of worrying...

My Insidious Garden Foe

I have a general affinity for plant life.  However, there are two plants that I absolutely cannot stand. One is poison ivy, for obvious reasons, and the other is Bermuda grass. In case you have never had to battle Bermuda grass, let me regale you with my...

Milk and Bricks

President Lincoln came into office despised by half of his country. The North elected him, and the South quickly rejected him in exchange for their own president. He worked long and tirelessly to reunite a country that was tearing apart at the seams. In the middle of...

And Hope Does Not Put Us to Shame

This week, with one phone call, I brought to a close a four year season in the life of our family.  Some decisions are difficult, and this was one of them.  My husband and I both knew it was the right decision, but sometimes knowing and having peace about a...

A Neighborly Day in This Beautywood

One of my heroes in life is Fred Rogers .  Naturally, I was excited about the new documentary, “Won’t You Be My Neighbor?,” that came out last summer about Mr. Rogers’ life.  One of the quotes that stood out to me most in the movie...

The Spark of Curiosity

Recently, I had the unique privilege of observing a room of 6 and 7 year olds give class presentations.   One little boy gave his presentation on his favorite Star Wars toy.   He pulled his BB-8 figurine out of his back pack and held it aloft as he...

The Blame Game, Gas, and Grace

It was a typical Monday morning, and I was running late.  Between getting my children and myself ready in the morning, I seem to never have an extra minute to spare.  I hastily climbed in the van and turned it on.  With dread, I noticed that my gas...

Asking for What We Need

Whether or not you’re aware of it, you have developed strategies for how to get your needs met. You began developing these strategies as an infant. “If I cry, someone will come feed me.”  From our first moments, we are designed to use our voices to be heard...