Lonely Sundays

I have attacks of loneliness. They almost always happen on Sundays. I am not sure why. I love and am loved by my church body. I can sit with many different friends and families. It looks as if I’m included. But I often have this fear when entering the worship center. My eyes dart wildly,…

Gospel Humility

I’m still mulling over this short, but jam-packed-with-truth-book, The Freedom of Self-Forgetfulness by Timothy Keller Here’s another tantalizing excerpt: I can start to enjoy things that are not about me, my romance is not about me, my dating is not about me. I can actually enjoy things for what they are. They are not just…

The Courtroom of Comparison

No one wins in the courtroom of comparison. We women are terrible at this. We constantly compare, weight, size, fashion, prestige, money, kids, houses, on and on, ad nauseum. I suppose men are guilty of comparison too, I just don’t see it as easily. But no one wins. I might win one battle against one…

In Christ Alone

Music is powerful. It can bring me to tears — both wounded and joyful — with just a few measures of melody. That happened this morning. A big-time, official, recording artist, Kristian Stanfill, had a special link with my local church as his in-laws are members there. So he and his family were in attendance…

My Kamikaze Crown

My tooth fell out this morning. Not kidding. I’m in my thirties, well past the time when such occurrences should be common place. I’ve had a tooth that has given me loads of trouble over the past year. After a filling, a crown and a root canal (and several thousand dollars), it still isn’t fixed.…

Random Ranting, Part I

I currently have a cold — which causes me to watch a lot of DVDs — which allows me to notice things. Things look different on TV than they do in real life. Herein lies my random rant: Coffee to go delivered in a paper bag. I’ve seen it on multiple shows with Gilmore Girls…

Discipleship at Capacity

Excuse me. Pardon me. Can I just get by you? Sorry! Tight squeeze! I heard these phrases a lot last week at the Women’s Retreat. We were in a hotel suite, with oodles of tables, food, supplies and sixty of my closest friends. The hotel assured the planners of the retreat that the suite could…

Shivers and Snot

I’m sick. It’s gross… there’s just no way around that! I’m not sure what bothers me most: the inability to ever maintain the correct temperature to blanket ratio for more than a minute, the incredible amount of tissue boxes that I consume in my snot-filled state, the hazy, drooped eye lids which only give me…