Christmas Eve – It had been a crazy week with Mom falling and breaking her hip. The recovery was rough on us but much rougher on mom with the excruciating pain. The family had been keeping a 24/7 bedside watch on her since the fall and now moving into the Christmas Weekend. I thought I was doing fine until this Facebook Messenger exchange with my nephew. Thankful I realized soon enough my error but really…
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Yes, It is here. Finally after years of not sending Christmas Cards, I am going to be bold enough to think I can write a weekly blog. Ha! Take that proven track record. I am not going to be bound by the past! Fifty seven years and nine children later is worth something right? Let’s see what we can learn together.
Leave a CommentI jump in with both feet. I had driven an hour in DC traffic to Virginia to bring seven of my nine children to this “communications conference” for students. They were 17, 16, 14, 12, 10, 8 and one in the stroller. I’d left the other two behind at home. I really only went because someone with amazing kids had highly recommended it as a don’t-miss event. That was enough for me… Registering that many…
Leave a CommentRemember the TV show “cheers”? Where everybody knows your name? Here are some lyrics to the theme song to consider: Be glad there’s one place in the world Where everybody knows your name, And they’re always glad you came; You want to go where people know, People are all the same; You want to go where everybody knows your name. Although this post refers to the work I do in ICC, mentoring Christians to lead,…
Leave a CommentI serve a global community where we help students get ready to speak. One way that takes shape is when students speak on public platforms we track. I’m often asked, “Does that count?”. When I reflect on my response to a specific line of thinking in my community that asks the question, I want to answer in a way that can be applied to a broader audience. We all ask in many places in our…
Leave a CommentI didn’t think I sounded bossy. In fact, I was pretty tootin sure I was being reasonable and just pointing out something overlooked. Last night at the dinner table as my husband was placing the casserole down, I asked a simple question. “Did you see the pot of rice on the stove?” It was his response that rocked me. “I only have so many hands.” I immediately (a very dangerous speed for me) asked, “Did…
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