Remember how you used to beg to go help Daddy feed the cows? It was super exciting because it was new and different and a grown-up chore. It made you feel important to know how to scoop out the grain properly and how many scoops went to each group of cattle. But then it got…
I didn’t feel very loving that day, as I stood in the driveway, listening to the insults and swear words reigning down on me. They were pouring from the half-drunk mouth of someone I had given to, at deep costs to myself and my family, just because God says to love. But at that moment,…
The Pharisees, they knew what to do with sinners. They looked and counted, marked their lists. If love keeps no record of wrongs, they were about as far from love as possible. You either fit or didn’t depending on what you did, how you acted, who you honored, and what you wore. But Jesus drove…
When we got married, we liked each other– a lot. And we called it love because that’s what you do. But then it was only weeks after the wedding and I was stumbling into a year of depression and to be honest? I wasn’t very likable. I’m pretty sure the only person who actually enjoyed being around…
We walked into the store and settled the little ones in a booth. Sunday morning had dawned early so we packed up the three-year-old and ten-year-old and went into town for breakfast. It was too late when I saw him, walking toward us with lollipops held out. “For the kids,” he said, his mussed gray…
Things have been a little crazy around here. We fought off sickness and have worked long hours and now I am finally sitting down to get everything back on schedule blog-wise. Whew. We’re married, you know. We share responsibilities and money and vehicles and a house and a bed. Most of the time things are…
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