Hope for Prudence and for Us

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Hope!   How blessed sounds that word. That’s one of my favorite lines from a melodrama that a group of us performed at Wooddale Church years ago. Love Rides the Rails follows the scheming and deceptive tricks of Simon Darkway (villain). He wants to control the Walker Valley, Pine Bush & Pacific Railroad. And to do that? He tries to take advantage of its owner, Widow Hopewell, and her beautiful daughter, Prudence (Heroine). The good guy in the story? Truman Pendennis. {At the end of the story Truman is tied to the tracks and Continue Reading

My Computer and a Firm Foundation

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My computer is having a really horrible day. No, make that a really horrible week…or two. It seems to get very excited about synching. All the time. I don’t even know what that means except that it slows everything down. A lot. And spamming. Good grief. My Inbox is filled with messages about what White Kidney Beans can do for me, Luma Candles, and Walk-In Bath Tubs. Scores of them. All the time. It’s time to call in my best friends at the Geek Squad and I start making the list of what is frazzling my computer brain. But Continue Reading

Please Give Me…

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Her cheeks were flushed and her neck was covered with the red blotches that I know all too well. Her name tag read Renee - Trainee and I think the reindeer antlers she wore on her head made her feel even more self-conscious as she tried to figure out how to enter no whip with my hot chocolate order. Oh, Jesus, please help her remember that this is just one day. Bring grace-filled people into her line this afternoon. Continue Reading

Looking for Stability

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Feeling a little shaky this week? Wondering when the room will stop spinning and your equilibrium will return? Wishing for something firm to grasp and steady you? These words are for you, Dear Friend… My soul finds rest in God alone; My salvation comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; He is my fortress, I will never be shaken. HE is your steadiness. HE is your great protector. HE is your solid place. Trust in him at all times, O people; Pour out your hearts to him, For God is our refuge. (Psalm 62) Continue Reading

Back to the Basics

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  I’ve been up and out of my desk chair 763 times this morning and it’s only 9:00 a.m. My head is spinning with thoughts about my life, questions about my faith, and I’m wondering “How should I then live?” My body just can’t sit still. The focus isn’t there. So much good and challenging stuff to be thinking about. I feel like a jack-in-the-box that sits scrunched up and then gets wound up only to pop up and bobble its head and then sit back down again. Until the next wind up is done. Ooftah. Continue Reading

In the Messiness

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Hello, My Friends. There’s so much good crossing our paths. Isn't there? So much to be thankful for. Really. And… There are times when life just seems…tough. Lord, please just get me out of this mess. This situation. This chaos. Oh, God, can you please just remove the pain. The problem. The disease.   We want—we need—God to remove us from the messiness. And many times, He does. He removes us from it. He reached down from on high and took hold of me; he drew me out of deep waters. (Psalm 18:16) But Continue Reading

Deep and Wide

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It’s the weekend. How will we choose to spend our time? So many errands… The to-do list is endless… And the house…well, a bit of cleaning seems a necessity. Yeah. There’s stuff that needs to get done. And… Continue Reading

Name Calling Hurts

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Oh, the name calling. It can be so hurtful, can’t it? The words that are used to remind us that we didn’t or don’t measure up… That we are too this or too that… Words that make us cringe and feel less than. Sometimes the words come from people who are living in their own messiness. But more frequently? They come from our own mouths…directed at our own selves. Thoughts…whispers…mutterings. Continue Reading

What’s the Plan?

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What’s the plan? It’s my mom’s favorite question. She asks it during the middle-of-the-night wake-ups, first thing in the morning, and several times throughout the daily routine. It takes me back to summer days long ago. Every morning starting the very first day of summer vacation, my sisters and I would sit on the red upholstered kitchen chairs around the shiny silver Formica table with the aluminum edging. Mom would help us make a list. Our plan for the day. It always included work responsibilities. Things like shell the Continue Reading

No More Fretting

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Good morning, Lord. It’s me again. Since you and I have this agreement that we will have truthful conversations with each other, Can I just say… All I want to do today  is fret. Did you ever have a day like that, Lord? A day when fretting just seemed to be the ideal response to life? Yeah. I bet you did. Continue Reading

Biggest Ooftah of 2014 So Far

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Ooftah. I mean, really…Big Time Ooftah. It’s a torn ACL, torn MCL, multiple tears in the meniscus, a femur impaction fracture, and a bruised tibia. You could say that her knee is really messed up. You could also say that when my niece, Kelsey, plays basketball, she gives it everything she’s got. Kelsey – the athlete who loves playing basketball, the rhythm-finder who loves to dance and choreograph, the high school senior who is relishing each fun moment with her school buds – is finding her way through the Minnesota ice and snow Continue Reading

Life Over Chips and Salsa

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Some of life’s most important conversations take place over chips and salsa. (My first conversation with my now-husband Steve was on a blind date at Chi-Chi’s Mexican restaurant so that statement has been scientifically proven to be true.) Most recently, La Casita Restaurant provided the aqua-and-coral colored wall tiles, hanging sombreros, and mariachi music that framed another life moment. My friend, Stephanie, and I were catching up on our families, our faith journeys, and our businesses over a beef burrito, fish tacos, and Continue Reading

Sharing When Sharing Isn’t Easy

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Sharing is good, isn’t it? We learn it growing up… As Toddlers: Screeching Nooooo!! when our little friend wants to play with our sand bucket in the sandbox. Finally giving in when a chocolate chip cookie is promised in exchange. In School: We share homework notes with our classmates. Eye shadow and blush with our best friends. And dating tips when no else is listening. As Adults: Recipes for the crockpot. Parenting and elder-care tips with our Girlfriends. Prayers with our Heart Friends. It’s good, Continue Reading

Hallmark Specials and the Red Sea Miracle

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I haven’t decided yet… About what I think about the December Hallmark TV specials. On one hand… I am so glad they are over. I mean, really. The always-happy endings, the women who cry without mascara stains and puffy eyes, and the everyone-is-nice-and-skinny just don’t connect with my reality. And on the other hand… The stories just make you feel good, don’t they? A little hope mixed in with escape TV. Storyline:  Someone experiences a loss...sadness...misunderstanding...and then someone (he's usually very handsome and kind) Continue Reading

A Trip From My Happy Place

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It’s been a road trip that just kind of happened. You know, one of those trips where you start driving, not knowing where you’re going, but the road is easy so you just keep moving. You travel on auto pilot. I’ve started a trip to My Whining Place. And the scenery's not pretty. Not a place that I send postcards from. Good grief. I’ve got to turn this travelin’ jalopy around. The trip started so innocently… Unexpected detours, closed rest stops, and really big potholes… A few grumbles, discouragements, Continue Reading

Rain and The Word

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This Fall weather in Minnesota brings dampness. Drizzle. Chills. Life’s like that sometimes, isn’t it? Moments are ushered in that leave us needing…comfort. Decisions bring consequences. Misunderstandings wound. Change unsettles us. The soft snuggly piece of worn cotton that we had when we still used a pacifier would feel perfect. Something warm to wrap ourselves in. Something that would stop the shivers. And then there are times when the pastel-colored blanket just isn’t enough. The drizzles have turned into icicles Continue Reading

Count the Stars

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Hi there. This is a message for you… Yeah, you. God is A Really Big God. The days seem really long sometimes, don’t they? And the nights?  Endless. Ever feel like you just want the world to stop… just for a few hours so you can catch your breath? Or maybe just run away? And yet, the bills multiply… the sickness has turned a temporary visit into long-term residency… and people still want more of you. Your time. Your attention. Your energy. Your life. Children demand. Parents forget. Co-workers…well, they can Continue Reading