There was that day at the beach.  Sunny, windless, and clear.   In my brain, I had built up some ungodly expectations about the amazing adventures we were going to have.  I packed the kayak and everything.  But my hard-working husband told me he planned to do nothing but rest his weary bones on the sand.  …

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To have and to hold: myself – until I come back to my senses. It’s the first thing to reach for: before we even start dealing with the problem. It’s the very first tool. Some call it mindfulness.  Or awareness.  Or curiosity.  Actually, it comes before curiosity.  It’s hard to be curious about why you feel …

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I was clipping my toenails this evening. I know. Lovely imagery. You’re welcome. Every once in a while, I like to meditate on the humanity of Jesus by imagining Him doing whatever I’m doing at the moment. It helps me feel closer to Him. So, naturally, I asked myself: “Would Jesus Christ have ever given …

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Mary’s birthplan didn’t work.  How do I know?  Well, what new mom dreams of having her baby in an animal barn, on the floor, and laying him to rest in a feeding trough with flies buzzing overhead?  The fact that she didn’t get a terrible infection from the unsanitary conditions was proof alone that God …

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Grumbling was definitely more my style. I stood high up on the ladder in the bedroom, with a bucket of paint in one hand, and an edging brush in the other. Thirty minutes ago I finished putting all the kids to bed.  Ten minutes ago I finished cleaning the dinner dishes, and packing school lunches …

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