Lay down that Supermom Cape

One day I will not be able to reenact the smell of mosquito repellent and grass clippings from my little son’s clothes.  Or waking up to the sound of their little toes crunching the carpet floor. These are the thoughts that overwhelm my senses while I daily sort out the dirty from clean pile of … Continue reading →

Obsession with Perfection

I started to become one of those that Jesus insisted He would deny.  Those that were ashamed of Him.  That is the hardest sentence for me to type.  Growing up in a Christian home and school,  my heart bucked the system.  The story of Jesus did not add up. I doubted the truth of it … Continue reading →

what does Jesus think of me?

It doesn’t matter which translation you use for Song of Solomon 4:7, this is the way Jesus sees us. You are altogether beautiful, my love; there is no flaw in you. (English standard) I remember watching Topanga from the TV show “Boy Meets World.”  She was so cool, so hip, so pretty.  At eight years old, … Continue reading →

Hide and Seek with God

For a long time I believed the God thing was just a game.  There was a certain protocol of living… Step A+Step B – Me=pleasing God.  This way of thinking felt like a prison. When I was a child, I would pat my chest, and say, “I know there’s a God.I know there’s a God.” … Continue reading →