Why We Lie

Why We Lie

Lying to others is deplorable. It erodes trust, the glue in any relationship. You don’t have to look to the political arena to see it either. Look at your workplace, in your home, and even in your own heart. But lying to ourselves (and to God) is worse than lying to...
Who Crossed the Line?

Who Crossed the Line?

Let me introduce you to… The Farmer In “The Chasm Crosser”, the farmer is a simple, straight-forward man uncomfortable with taking sides in a controversy. But when he meets the Bridge Builder, he realizes that inaction is a choice as well. Will he...
Dishtowels and the Aware-mess of Being Imperfect

Dishtowels and the Aware-mess of Being Imperfect

This morning I washed the last breakfast plate clean, set it into the dish drainer, and burst into tears. My life was kinda like that movie Crash when everything comes together just so as to cause this major collision. First, my husband and I—separated for almost four...
Two Corpses Walk into a Bar…

Two Corpses Walk into a Bar…

This week I was reminded why I decided to go into teaching. And no, it wasn’t some fulfilling teachable moment I had with a student or the epiphanic stare that tends to follow a windfall of understanding in a 13-year-old’s eyes. It was much more selfish than that. I...
A Fish ’n’ Loaf Faith

A Fish ’n’ Loaf Faith

I can be such a twit. I imagine Jesus shaking his head and sighing deeply over me just like he did with the Pharisees and even his own disciples (Mark 8:11-21). They just didn’t get it. About 15 years ago when my son was first diagnosed with autism, we heard about a...
Playing God and Robots

Playing God and Robots

Recovering from codependency is kinda like living in Florida—days go by when everything is sunshine. Then wham! out of nowhere, you’re hit with a surprise storm and find yourself drenched head to toe standing in the onslaught, wondering how it snuck up on you from a...
Even Sick Moms Get a Little TLC from “Dad”

Even Sick Moms Get a Little TLC from “Dad”

Being a mom is often a challenging task. Being a sick mom  and taking care of sick children can be onerous. I’m living in that “o” zone right now. The only reason I’m writing is because I need to give my aching bones and muscles a break from lying in bed. While I was...

A Good Trade

Up until about 10 years ago I had 15/20 vision. That means that I saw at 20 feet what most people see at 15 feet. Now at 51, my vision degradation is palpable—I have to wear reading glasses for any font smaller than 16 points. As a Language Arts teacher and writer who...