But the wisdom from above is first pure, then peaceable, gentle, open to reason, full of mercy and good fruits, impartial and sincere.
We humans have a problem: we believe the people who say the things we like to hear. It’s easy for you to believe me when I say what you already know…
If there’s one thing that’s being made increasingly clear to me about mothering, it is that my frustrations are not unique to me. We’re not as alone as we think we are. The other day I wrote a questionnaire for my kids, out of vexation with a few of our relational rough spots. I made it with my […]
Confession: I remember why I love and hate summer. This one is, as usual, an even mix of peaceful and chaotic. My roses are blooming, their enchanted petals slick with rain and glory. My children are home, and we have a break from all external worries like math and friendships. But someone is always talking, usually at high […]
Confession: When I used the word chartreuse in a blog post and some of you said you had to look it up, I decided I ought to as well, to see if Google Images showed the color I had in mind. It did. (For something breathtaking, try googling chartreuse and gray.) It also led me […]
It seems that posting even twice a week will be over my head at times. I will write when I can. “Just enough to stay sane,” a wise friend told me, and I will be taking her advice. It will help if both you and I forget about my little Mondays and Fridays idea. Pretend […]