I recently celebrated my first year of being a Christian. It felt a lot like my first year of not drinking. I’ve spent a lot of time trying to figure out what it all means, trying the label “Christian” on for size and getting used to the vernacular (or as Dr Evil would say, I don’t “sprechen sie the same lingidy.”). I’m a very awkward Christian.
I told my 4-year-old son that I was going to get my hair cut and he started crying. “I don’t want you to get your hair cut. I like you the way you are!” It’s a reminder to me to try to feel as beautiful as I am in my children’s eyes.
A year and a half ago, I made a big, scary, necessary change in my life. It feels like forever ago and just yesterday at the same time. There’s something about marking a half-iversary that’s more personal than celebrating an anniversary. It’s a halfway point between where I was 6 months ago and where I might be 6 months from now. There are no expectations of a big celebration, no pats on the… Read More
We can all agree that we all want a society where we don’t have to live in fear of armed gunmen terrorizing innocent people. The gap between where we are and where we want to be is immense.
Dear Santa, It’s been a long time since I’ve written you a letter. I’ve been thinking a lot about you and feeling a bit guilty. You see, I have two kids now and the threat of Santa’s naughty list comes in handy this time of year. I’m sure you hear that a lot.
Not long ago, I went through a wonderful phase of being super busy and loving it. It felt like I was on fire, moving seamlessly from one task to the next and finishing every project that came my way with a smile on my face. Inevitably, it didn’t last. One sick kid and everything came to a smashing halt and I lost my momentum. Kids can do that to you and so… Read More