Faith

What a strange feeling to drive past the high school and elementary school that all of our children attended and know that I no longer have any reason to ever…

I was climbing in bed the other night when I heard my 5-year-old, a notoriously bad sleeper, moaning in his sleep. I found him sitting there on his top bunk, still asleep, eyes closed, crying. “I’m trying to behave, but I just can’t!” he pleaded.

The Sabbath has been a popular topic of discussion on MomBlog … probably because being a mom equals being pooped! Personally I’ve had to realize the hard way that no matter…

Bitterness was eating away at my heart, but I chose to call it “righteous indignation.”  A friend had broken my confidence and shared her slightly-skewed version of an issue I…

Someone who had read about my trip to Rwanda forwarded this to me and I wept as I watched, listened and remembered. The sights and words shared here truly are what…

I have a rough theory about motherhood. I wonder if God made things so round-the-clock and all-demanding of moms right from the start so that we’d be used to laying…

Mount Laundry was staring me down this morning, as I have just returned from a 10-day family trip. Two large suitcases had regurgitated their contents all over my living room floor.  The sink…

My 16-year-old daughter is very transparent in her desire to have her boundaries respected. She refers to the area around herself as her “personal space bubble” and she does not…

My latest pregnancy brought with it a mind game I’d played before, one of my least favorites. In fact, I think most moms play it at some point: What if? I would…

Just one year and two days ago, on June 13, 2008, my daughter Rebecca and her husband Jake welcomed their firstborn, a seven-pound baby girl who lived only seven days.  As we mark the…