The middle is often an uncomfortable place to be. Between the pages of a favorite mystery we hope we guessed correctly, waiting to see if we have followed the clues correctly. Going through a do-to list, waiting for news of a loved one’s health, and most processes involve a beginning, a middle, and an
Gratitude a matter of conscious living, NOT of the heart! Awareness that I am needing a thankful perspective, yet practically what does that look like? When my kids are displaying attitudes of entitlement, unappreciative of what has been given, and then always wanting more, how do I cultivate in them grateful living? With a
Blessed is the child who loves old books—in particular old, Christ-honoring, historical books. Why? Because many western historical accounts are bursting with stories; stories that have withstood the erosion of time. One example that always reminds me of the gripping power old stories hold is Of Plymouth Plantation. This Thanksgiving season, as I’m reading
It’s easy to fall into the ole comparison trap—especially around the holidays. After all, we are given Pinterest-fueled visions of picture perfect gatherings and celebrations. Don’t get me wrong. I love Pinterest as much as the next visual learner but comparing my own often meager contributions to a perfect celebration can be quite overwhelming.