After spending 19 years as a prisoner, Jean Valjean, one of the lead characters in Victor Hugo’s novel Les Miserables, is released from jail. “Exhausted by a long voyage and dying of hunger and thirst, he arrives in a small town seeking a place to find food and shelter for the night. When the news... Continue Reading →
My daughter, Hannah, graduated from high school in May, the culmination of the last 13 years of public school and the commencement of the next step in her life. At the beginning of last August, with her senior year and applying for colleges both looming, we began searching for scholarships. I got online and found... Continue Reading →
August 28, 2018, was arguably the most difficult day of my life. Around 3 am, I was awakened by my husband. I could tell there was something very wrong with him, although he didn't realize it. I wasn't sure what to do so I said a quick prayer. Concerned about his well-being, I did not... Continue Reading →
“There is no safe place in this gym.” I whispered those words to my husband last year as the crowd surrounding us rose up in anger with a referee’s call on a particular basketball play. I was joking. Mostly. For several games, we had tried different places around the gym to sit — looking for... Continue Reading →
I’m standing in the middle of the road. If you’ve ever been in the middle of a road, or seen someone who is, you know it’s probably not the safest place to be. There’s a chance you might get hit. More likely, though, you’ll get yelled at or cursed at, honked at or shown some... Continue Reading →
When God established a principle in the Bible, he did so with two or three witnesses. In 2 Corinthians 13, and similarly in Matthew 18, it says: “In the mouth of two or three witnesses shall every word be established.” The gospels are a perfect example of this. Matthew, Mark and Luke were all witnesses... Continue Reading →
My husband and I have been teaching a kids class at our church for several months now. The kids range in age from six to eight (it's like Sunday School called Primary and you can learn more about it here if you'd like). As parents who have almost reached the middle stages of parenting (is there... Continue Reading →
In olden days a glimpse of stocking Was looked on as something shocking, But now, God knows, Anything goes. (Cole Porter, 1934) My daughter, Hannah, attended her junior prom this past weekend and there was a lot of discussion, both before and after, about her dress. We ordered it online from a company in Utah... Continue Reading →
I'm not giving up. I'm not a quitter. It's not really in my nature. But for the first 20 years of this chronic illness, I spent a good portion of my time trying to find ways to be healed. Or spending time being depressed because I wasn't. I don't think I'd ever really thought about... Continue Reading →
Do you have regrets? I always wanted to be the person who said no to that question. No regrets. But do I? Probably. I wish I would’ve done this. Or I probably shouldn’t have done that. I’m not sure I really even like that question, though, or the idea of it. Life is a journey,... Continue Reading →
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