We have about three functional work weeks between the long Thanksgiving weekend and Christmas. There are a ton of things to do – some which are tedious and many that are quite enjoyable. In the hustle, it all feels like chaos! That first week after Thanksgiving flew by, as I knew it would. Friday came, and I drove home after work feeling overwhelmed – consumed by the open tasks and decisions to be made before the end of the year. Tasks at work just piled up, the clock counting down way too quickly before year-end. I felt further behind in meeting my goals than I had when the week started! Continue reading
It is time to give myself a heart to heart. Continue reading
I went to the dentist this week. I’m a grinder – not just the ‘grind at night’ type, but the all day, every day grinder. It’s a method of coping with stress and anxiety that is apparently causing significant harm to my teeth! The dentist bugged me for years to get a mouth guard, and I finally decided to go for it. I took time out from my busy day to have an impression made. (I’m grinding my teeth right now just thinking about it…) Continue reading
My 9-year-old made a New Year’s Resolution: he would write in a journal every day. We sat together on his bed a couple of nights ago, and he showed me what he had written so far; little stories about his day, a note about a math test, frustration over a playground argument. I’m not sure where this sudden urge to write came from, but he seemed pleased with himself and eager to share. Continue reading
On an early morning run one day this week, I strode past the front of our church. It was still dark, the sky in the east barely turning to pale blue. Lights shone on the front of our white building, stained glass windows bright against the dark sky. A cross was illuminated on the front of the building.
The church is at the top of a long, slight hill, so my pace was slow. I run this route by the church often, but I rarely take-in the view as I go by. A church building is an intriguing thing to study… There are walls and a roof, just like any other building. But people perceive its existence in many different ways… indifference, hope, frustration, curiosity. Continue reading
My 7-year-old has been super emotional lately. Any small little thing will set him off into uncontrolled tears. His sister won’t let him play with her toy, or we say ‘No’ to that 3rd book at bedtime – then tears flood like it is the end of the world! Continue reading
We hear throughout the Christmas story God’s message to Mary, Joseph, the shepherds – do not fear, but trust! I’ve got a plan. It may sound a little crazy, but do not be afraid. I’ve got this! Continue reading