It is actually a little off-putting to me how often the Bible tells us to wait. “Waiting” upon the Lord is an invitation to trust God and God’s timing, but in my experience this is almost never easy to do. I am not the first person to struggle with this. This past week, I preached…
I have a confession: I am completely and totally 100% okay with being called “ma’am.” I believe I may be in the minority with this. Today I turn 38 years old and once again I find the number before me a little shocking. I remember when other people were 38 and they were definitely a…
As a Pastor and a mother, I am often asked about Christmas and what we do as a family. This will be my ninth Christmas as a mother, and during this time we have developed a number of traditions and practices to help our children remember what Christmas is really all about. I hope sharing…
Preamble: I love this time of year – when the Christmas season is truly upon us. When the lights start going up, and the Christmas music is on the radio and the Festive Special is back at Swiss Chalet. I love Christmas! Yet, as the season comes, I cannot help but think of those for…
I am going somewhere with this. Every few months our church hosts a “Welcome Lunch” for people new to our community. It is held on a Sunday after church at my house. These lunches are usually very full, with the team of hosts and 15-20 newcomers each time we meet. This fall we selected…
When I was a young adult I spent several summers working at camp. If there’s one thing you get pretty comfortable with working at a kid’s camp, its lice. The first day of every camp involved a detailed lice check system and we all had to help out. We got used to the “it’s nothing…
This is a post about what we do with our unrealized hopes. It seems like lately all I’m thinking about are the unrealized hopes of way too many people. It’s been one of “those” seasons at our church, one of those times when you feel like you almost don’t want to check our Facebook page…
On Saturday, I woke up with this funny pain in my left side. I couldn’t describe what it felt like. It was sort of tingly. But sort of burny. And sort of stabby. I decided that I slept on it funny and had maybe somehow pinched a nerve while I was asleep…or something? The next…
“You don’t want me at your church! Lightning might strike when I come inside!” Thus goes the joke that I’ve heard more times than I can count. Sometimes it’s after I’ve invited someone to join us on a Sunday. Maybe we’ve been talking about God and it’s obvious they’d like to talk about it more.…
Until yesterday, I had been living with three men. Yesterday, the really tall one (as opposed to the tall one, and the not-at-all tall one) moved out. I will miss him. You may wonder how I ended up with three men living in my house. The first I married 12 years ago. The other two…
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