Remember the story of Hester Prynne and her Scarlett Letter? Because she had borne a child from someone other than her husband she was required by her Puritan community to wear the red A on the front of her dress as a constant reminder of her sin. I would need a green J. Pure, unadulterated jealousy (now there’s an oxymoron… Read More
Life has been a little out of whack lately because my husband’s back has been extremely out of whack. Turns out he has a couple of ruptured discs and may be looking at surgery very soon. That’s why this past week I spent a lot of time looking at books and magazines in waiting rooms (ER, neurosurgeon’s office, MRI office,… Read More
I had a meeting this morning — me, myself, and I. We talked some things over and got nowhere fast. We had some great ideas, but I shot them down pretty quickly because I know myself pretty well and I knew they wouldn’t work for me either. After a while, I conferred with my mother. I liked what she had… Read More
Imagine my impatience and irritability with Abraham this morning as I read that he had once again caused an international scuffle by presenting Sarah to a king as his sister and not his wife. Will he ever learn? Must he keep committing the same ridiculous errors? His repetitive mistakes remind me of the University of Arizona kicker, Alex Zendejas, who… Read More
Does Scripture intersect with your life on a regular basis? I hope so. I’m referring to those times when you’re reading the Bible like you do most every day (because I do hope you’re reading it most every day — it just works best that way…) and something from It’s pages jumps out and tackles an issue that either you… Read More
About the time we turn two we decide that the word “obey” is an ugly word. “Put the cookie down.” “No! My cookie!” “Obey me right now and put the cookie down.” And there’s the rub. We want to please our parents, obey them, but we also want. that. cookie. Or the toy or the TV show or the boyfriend… Read More