This afternoon my son asked me to look up some pictures of something he’d learned about in history. So, off to the computer I went. I sent him and his sister from the room first to make sure there wasn’t anything inappropriate for little eyes. When I was satisfied, I called him back and we […]
Danielle
Rethinking Romance
I love Valentine’s Day. For some reason it has become one of my favorite holidays. The last couple of years I’ve tried to make it more about the kids instead of us, because as my husband said Valentine’s Day wasn’t really as important to him as to me. Now, that may sound terrible, but I […]
We don’t do Ultimatums
Last year my husband and I were having some growing pains in our marriage, particularly in the area of communication. Problem was we couldn’t talk if no one went first. I wrote him a letter about some changes I hoped to see (please don’t jump to the worst possible scenario). There are some renovations and repairs in […]
My Firstborn
I read the prompt. It’s the word ‘story’ and wonder what needs to be written. What story can I write. And then it comes to me. Their story has never been told. So, I think it’s time to write out Jedidiah’s and Joselyn’s story. My hands flutter to my abdomen for the hundredth time, fingers […]
The Exodus Road
I’m sitting on the couch looking at the cover of a book I’ve read through twice now. And both times I’ve felt the impact of the words deep in my heart. The stories told inside are true, though somehow I wish they weren’t. Laura Parker tells of her husband Matt’s foray into covert investigations of […]
No longer letting life happen to me
For the past week or so I’ve seen the idea of throwing New Year’s resolutions out and instead focusing on a word or an attribute instead. At first I thought this was kind of corny, but the more I’ve thought about it, the more I’ve warmed up to the idea. Resolutions are good but as in […]
Love Mercy
I’ve never stepped foot in Africa. I’ve read books, seen pictures, heard stories of others’ adventures, but have always stayed here. Though for some reason, a God reason, a piece of my heart is with some girls and their babies in Nairobi, Kenya. These girls have outgrown their home at Rehema House (Rehema is the Swahili word […]
Communication, or the lack thereof
My husband looks at me and asks me what’s wrong. Did he offend me? Did he do something wrong? And, instead of being honest, I swallow my hurt and frustration, tell him no, and continue to fold laundry. I tell him I have a headache and I’m tired. He gets me some water and aspirin […]
The Exodus Road
A few weeks ago I sat in a room with about 30 other women. We had gathered there for the sole purpose of learning about child trafficking and how we could use our platform, our words, to fight it and eventually stop it. I’d been researching various groups, The Exodus Road, Love 146, Sak Saum, […]
The Art of Motherhood
I come from a family of artists – my father is a musician and a woodworker. When I say woodworker, I mean he carves intricate patterns into wood and shapes those pieces into works of art. My mother can sew beautifully, cross-stitch like no one I’ve seen and can paint. My brothers both are artists […]