(my daily blog)
For a variety of reasons, my students collectively endured a terrible week. The enter class complaining of illnesses, stress, disillusionment, and a litany of disappointments.
You know I’m not a math person at all. At all. But when my youngest reminds me to serve pie–in particular apple pie–for Pi day,
This morning, I reflected upon the number of people in my life who never had loving mothers or fathers, at least in the biological sense.
As a searching nineteen year old who longed so deeply to know God, I remember hearing a woman quote Psalm 63:3. It was summertime, and,
This morning–in the midst of exhaustion (it’s too early!)–and a desire to go back to the weekend’s ease, I remembered to take my eyes off
I think of losing that precious hour of sleep when we change our clocks. It feels so wrong, so terrible, and so punishing to wake
I know how stressful and exhausting cooking for a family can be. And I know how great I feel when I plan out the week
As I grow older, I find I need less. The more time I spend with the Lord, the more I find myself filled to the
I learn something profound from my ballerina friend who studied under one of the best instructors in the world. She tells me of two rules
I realize that many people don’t experience the “presence” of God in their lives. They wonder if it’s even biblical to speak so mystically. What