Things I’ve Learned from my Cat
If you’re a regular reader (if not, why?) you’ll know that in February we adopted an incredibly shy Russian Blue kitten named Monica. For several weeks Monica hid under our furniture on a very chilly, wood floor. I would spend hours lying flat on my stomach reaching under the couch as far as I could,
Take Her to Olive Garden
[read the next few lines in your best Michael Bolton voice] “When a man loves a woman, Can’t keep his mind on nothin’ else, He’d trade the world For a good thing he’s found” I’d add: “he does stupid things to make himself look good” … but that just doesn’t rhyme Jerry, my husband –
Interview with a Youth Minister
[disclaimer: this is a conversation in my head made up of several actual conversations through my time in youth ministry.] Me to Youth Minister: I can’t find your youth ministry accounts on social media. What are your usernames? Youth Minister: We don’t do the Facebook or Instagram. I don’t Twitter. And, Snapchat is satanic.
Dirty Windows to Ministry
My cat is so focused on her unattainable prey. Monica sits, watches, and waits behind an old, dirty window that can never be opened hoping to catch the chipmunk she’s been so focused on. How many times have I/you/we done the same? So committed to a vision, an idea, a project that is unrealistic because
Change Your Lenten Offering?
Have you ever changed your Lenten Sacrifice during Lent? I originally gave up wine. Too easy; didn’t think it through. Not that it wouldn’t be a sacrifice because I love my Merlot. But, I didn’t really give much thought to it. The decision came too fast, and like many Christians, I would hope for a
