A soul that walks on water leaves no footprints, but will make waves."
On Father’s Day I posted on facebook that my best parenting decision, aside from my choice to follow Christ, was marrying my husband Kris. I meant that, and this past week reinforced that idea in my head.
It seemed that Psalm 127 was quoted numerou…
Praying for my kids isn’t a little thing I do in the evenings before bedtime.
Praying for my kids isn’t a ritual around the table.
Praying for my kids isn’t a part time practice, spurred by anything that looks like habit or tradition.
Praying f…
I know that title may sound a little like I’m tooting my own horn…because I’m a mom too…but I am really thinking of the moms I’ve observed over the years, mostly those who’ve walked the path ahead of me and seemed to navigate the snap back curves a…
I took the new black nylon diamond out of the back of my van hoping the wind would sustain it. Aron ran along beside me mostly disinterested in kite flying when there was a playground within sight. I wasn’t trying to test his patients but I wanted to…
Dear Seniors at MJCA,
I am a mom of a fourth grader, a second grader and a kindergartener at MJCA. Yesterday in the elementary chapel, some of you made an appearance to talk about your elementary school years and to answer questions that the young c…
Joel: As a child I remember spending countless hours playing with my cousins, Tobey and Jesse Schwartz. We had free reign on their 40 plus acre farm in southern Michigan, complete with woods and the Prairie River. I could tell you of countless stories o…
Blessed Assurance: Jesus is Mine.
I knew the words, but the assurance took some years to master. Jesus was always mine, but knowing how much I could have was a clouded sky.
Oh what a foretaste of glory divine.
Setting foot outside the door o…
I held her hand for a little while. I sat beside her, hugged her a bit, kissed her cheek and let go a few tears beside her wheel chair.
I half whispered half shouted the words I needed to say. “You have been an important part of my life. You taugh…
I sat with him, stroking his thick brown hair, running my fingers up and down his arm…long, but small at this beginning of awkward size he has reached at 10.
He was home, sick, today and asked for a movie, not just a movie though…he wanted me t…
In a matter of minutes I was presented with two scenarios, I am either a poor example of protection and security over my children, or a rich one.