Learning what Love looks like

My son is 9 years old, just started 3rd grade. Sometimes I step back and pause in disbelief… What happened to the last 9 years?! A big kid is before me where a chubby little toddler once stood! Time passes quickly and the way my son sees the world has changed.

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Filling Buckets

I am blessed with two amazing kids…. One intelligent, compassionate, “always follows the rules” 3rd grader and this independent, caring, eager-to-learn kindergartener.

Reflections from the Other Side

A few weeks ago, a friend and I had a genius idea! (Well, it seemed so at the time…) We decided to take some cherished vacation time and spend the entire day kayaking a local river. We had completed a similar trip last fall, and planned to start where we left off and continue to end. (For you local, Eastern Nebraska folks, this was the Platte River from Schramm Park SRA onto the Missouri River, exiting at the boat ramp in Plattsmouth.)

A Message of Forgiveness

This past Wednesday, my 9-year-old and I quickly walked up the stairs at church. Late as usual, we were rushing between faith formation hour and worship. I could hear the music begin to play, when my son stopped me. He looked at me with those dark brown eyes, and I knew he was fighting back tears. He began to tell me about what had happened with another child in his class.

Here is how it went down, as I scribed for my son later that night…

Still Thirsty – need Deeper Roots!

Years ago I participated in an intensive small group study about faith – faith practices, understanding self, experiencing God in the everyday. After the class was done, I felt energized and committed to the discovery of God at work in the world. But as time passed, the excitement began to fade and I found myself desperate for that same kind of commitment through intentional, deep study. (See:  A Thirst for Deep Roots).

A time to rest; A time to write!

It has been three months since I last sat down to write this blog. I sit at Panera, my “go to” spot for a quick writing escape. There is a hot cup of hazelnut coffee within reach. I can spot the same table of retired folks I’ve seen here for years, gossiping and drinking coffee for hours. Headphones in, laptop ready to go! And now I must write…

I know when I need a break!

My husband and I returned yesterday from our week long stay in Cabo San Lucas, Mexico. Our time away was amazing! A beautiful resort, stunning views, fabulous food, time with my husband and ample time for rest. I am so thankful we have the opportunity to travel and family back at home willing to watch our kids while we’re gone!