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Words of Life

I was on a video chat earlier this week with my mom back home. After a few glitches were figured out and we could finally both hear and see each other clearly, my mom's first words were "Oh, you look so pretty! Your hair is so nice and your complexion looks so clear!"

I stood speechless for a moment. In my head I thought, "Who are you and what have you done with my mother?" But in my heart I was singing and twirling the way Julie Andrews does in The Sound of Music.

I love my mom and I know she loves me, but we are as different as night and day and that has led to more than one misunderstanding between us. We now have a pleasant relationship chattering on about the latest recipe, or sale, or book we love, but it hasn't always been so. It's only in the last couple of years that we have truly learned to accept one another. 

So imagine, my surprise when my mom's usual criticism of the way I look, or dress, or raise my child was replaced by a compliment. An…

Something New

My husband and I are close to finishing another big remodeling project on a house. I think about all the things I've learned during each process, and I chuckle out loud...

I remember the extremely frustrating moments when I felt like punching my husband in the face. No exaggeration there. Like when he tosses me a post-hole digger and points to a pre-marked spot on the ground...um, excuse me? You want me to do what?! Heck, no! I'm a lady! And one-hour later, I'm angry and sweating, but the hole is finally dug (meanwhile, he's done 3).  
And I remember the extremely fun moments, like picking out the plants and flowers for the garden or drinking coffee in the new back porch. 
I've learned to chop firewood, use a knife without injuring myself, cut tile like a pro, and paint a ceiling without spilling a drop. I have to admit, some of it (okay, a lot of it) I've learned against my will, kicking and screaming the whole way. 
But I also have to admit that with each new ski…

Agape

The past couple weeks I have shared with one friend one of the deepest losses in life and with another one, one of the greatest joys. And I find that it is a privilege to know and be known so deeply. To love another human being so much that my heart either breaks or soars with theirs. 
I have also had the privilege in our marriage to know a handful of people who have sat with us in tragedy and cheered us on in our moments of triumph. There were no words spoken; there didn't have to be. A long, firm hug or an "I'm so proud of you" look were all that was needed. And as I think back on my marriage and life, it is those moments I still treasure. 


We are so afraid of emotion, aren't we? As a culture, we freak out when someone is in deep pain or in happy celebration. We want everything to be okay again and "back to business as usual."

Jesus was a deeply emotional guy. We see him literally crying and sobbing over the death of his friend Lazarus (John 11). We see …

Soul Food

Last week I was fighting depression for no reason, and it was so good to stumble upon an old post of mine. I thought sharing it would be good for all of you feeling the same way this time of year...

(originally published Sept 2013)

What is it about doing something we love that so energizes and refreshes us? What is it about seeing something beautiful that deeply touches us and makes us stand in wonder or break down in joyful tears? 
Over the summer I've been reading Kris Valloton's Spirit Wars. It was very refreshing to be reminded that who I am is made up of three interwoven parts: my spirit, my soul, and my body. When one part is being affected negatively, every part reacts. I know that when I spend too much time indoors, my body aches for fresh air and exercise and that when I eat too much or too little, my body reminds me with tummy upset or dizziness. I can feel in my spirit when I've gone a day or two without being in the Lord's presence because I start craving that…