My friend once wrote about bitterness as though it were an old friend; a necessary part of his journey to wholeness. That rubs me the wrong way at first, because it goes against everything I’ve ever believed about my brokenness. I’ve never thanked bitterness, just …
In the world of science and technology, the greatest inventors and innovators are those who are willing to think beyond the apparent limits of reality. From aviation to advances in medicine, we owe much of our modern existence to those who questioned assumptions, were willing …
You might think of extroverts as the life of the party, the center of every gathering. Maybe you picture them laughing with every friend and mingling with ease, or walking up to new people to introduce themselves without a trace of nervous sweat. Maybe the …
“Yeah, you’re stressed and now you’re stressing me out and everyone else!” Said my 8 year old boy. When did my 2nd grader become a conniving wee therapist who could deftly wield a shovel to simultaneously unearth my mood and bury my parental authority alive? …
Martin Luther said, “Let’s build bridges, not walls.” We can layer our differences like so many bricks until we’re unable to see those with whom we disagree. Or…we can pick up the much more pliable construction material called common ground and use it to connect …
Four+ days in a cabin with 10 adults and 7 children has taught me many things: don’t put your cup of water down without marking it as yours; be cautious of trying to use the bathroom during a game of hide-and-seek; and if you play …
You know that obnoxious person on your Fantasy Football team who has absolutely no business being there? They own an official jersey for their favorite team, but you’re pretty confident they wouldn’t be able to pick out their team’s starting QB in a lineup of …
Angry little voices broke the veil between reality and whatever vague dream my sleepy mind wandered in. I yelled one of those pointless things we say as parents when we our plans don’t include dealing with petty and ridiculous now or ever. “Everyone just work it out!” I scanned …
I stifled my suffocating emotions as I cuddled the boy I’d reduced to frightened tears only moments before. It didn’t matter that he had pushed all my buttons. It didn’t matter that he’d angrily pulled the dresser drawers onto his bed and had plastered the floor with …
“Cain attacked his brother Abel and killed him.” The last time I felt so sick to my stomach over racism was in a little town in South Carolina where my Memaw used to live. We’d driven down to visit her and on a whim decided to take …