Money in the envelope is always appreciated, but how about giving something a little more original for the high-school grad heading to college this fall? Let me offer a few gift suggestions that will help them start their collegiate journey well…. Click here on InterVarsity’s blog to get these great suggestions I wrote about.
If Tupac had Thug Life, I have #momlife. I’ve tweeted this in the past but now momma friends, I’m throwing the door wide for you to leave your own #momlife comments below. Yes, I am old. I listened to Tupac back in the day. And now he has made his return in my imagination while … Continue reading »
When something horrific happens in your hometown it gives you pause to wonder how safe you really are. Cleveland made international news last week with the story of the three women who had been abducted and held prisoner for 10 years in the home on the West Side of Cleveland. Like most people I’ve had … Continue reading »
I could hear him throwing up in the bathroom though I was at the end of the hallway, at least 30 feet from the disgusting retching sounds. Dave had food poisoning from a late night Denny’s run with some friends at a weekend retreat. We were there with his parents a few months before he … Continue reading »
“Will you read that poem to me mom?” This literally came out of my son’s mouth recently. No, I am not living in some sort of utopian world where my children request poetry instead of watching another episode of Superhero Squad- and now Thomas the Tank engine has made his dreaded return now that Oswald … Continue reading »
When Seth MacFarlane did his song “We Saw Your Boobs” about Oscar winners and female actresses who no matter how accomplished are reduced to their boobs I thought to myself that though that song would never have been sung in a church it too closely echoed a sentiment among too many churches about women in ministry. … Continue reading »
My friend and colleague Rick often uses this phrase “Broken world baby, broken world” when things feel so horribly jacked up in life and in the world. Since the bombing in Boston it’s been running through my mind and is coming out in beatnik-type poetry. Feel free to give some cool-kid snaps at the end of my attempt … Continue reading »
I pulled into the McDonalds parking lot with my 5-month old son Oswald crying in the backseat because he was hungry. On a cold November afternoon I was driving to Detroit to help the InterVarsity chapter Oakland University chapter with an evangelistic outreach. A colleague Nicole who had flown in from California was traveling with … Continue reading »
Torture. Guilt. Awkward. Confusing. These were some of the answers shared in response to taking 20 minutes to reflect on self-care this morning at my Mothers of Preschoolers (MOPS) meeting this morning. ”I don’t know what do do with myself” one mom commented while others nodded in agreement. The preschool years are insane in the … Continue reading »
This coming Monday I am going to look a little bit like this picture of Spiderman. Not slinging webs, not fighting bad guys or upside-down kissing anyone while I hang from a building. Just sitting, writing and being radioactive. Recently I found out that my thyroid was messed up with hypothroidism and that I’d have … Continue reading »
