Of all the advice I’ve received over the years encouraging me to never forget my dad while letting go of false guilt, none has been as impactful as the words of Charles Ingalls from Little House on the Prairie. His wise words are for us all.
Ever polished a slide with Pledge furniture wax? My grandpa, the king of fun did it all the time. Fun is contagious when you surround yourself with grateful, kind, and loving people.
My first part-time job at The Plump Chicken was a lesson in humility. I didn't have much joy until I changed my perspective on what humility accomplishes in those who are willing to embrace it.
Is your toddler-turned-teenager still trying to work out the kinks? Yep, mine too. We are navigating strong opinions, icy glares, and disrespect. Raising a teenager requires faith, not fear.
Have you ever been in full stride, working towards a goal, when something happened to stop you in your tracks? The races we run sometimes change without warning. It’s like God pulling a switch-a-roo and sending us in a new direction. Running the race of faith is full of surprises. My surprise came when a brain tumor showed up just thirteen days before I was to run a half marathon.
Never stop learning, no matter what. What might God do in your life because you said yes to learning something new.
When it comes to our relationship with God, shortcuts don’t cut it. It takes time and commitment to build a relationship with anyone, God included. The long yet reliable road to intimacy with God is worth every minute.
The simple act of speaking up for someone is something we all can do. When we choose words of encouragement it can change the trajectory of someone’s life.
Establishing community after Covid can be a challenge. Here's a few ideas to get you started.
There’s nothing like a dose of hard work for someone else to realign our perspectives. As a mother, it’s as good as gold to see our children give up their time, and sometimes money, to serve people. I’ve had one of those golden months watching my kids work hard at my grandmother’s house. There’s a…