
How to slay the dragon alone in the dark
“It won’t be good enough,” I told myself. In 10th grade, I worked for weeks on a science project. I was sure my miserable project would barely earn me a…
“It won’t be good enough,” I told myself. In 10th grade, I worked for weeks on a science project. I was sure my miserable project would barely earn me a…
I don't like surprises. However, there are a few surprises that I don't mind like gifts, a lower electric bill than expected, or 50% off coupons for pizza (pepperoni with…
The post expresses the author's journey in a long-lasting marriage filled with differing habits especially about organizing. The author tends to get things done without writing lists, in contrast to her husband who lives by them. Facing these differences, they have learned to accommodate each other's tendencies over forty years of marriage, and have worked collaboratively in raising children, serving as missionaries, and managing administrative tasks, all without keeping score of who does more. The post emphasizes it's the lessons learned in putting each other's welfare first that matters.
I wrote the following post a few months ago. It’s about A Father’s Day that I’ll never forget. This post came to my mind this morning. I thought about our…
The saying, “You scratch my back, and I’ll scratch yours” is nothing new. As children, we often made pacts with our siblings saying, “If you take my chores, I’ll do…
I wish there was an instant option for answered prayer. It would be much more convenient to have our prayers answered in a microwaveable way. God can’t complete His desired…
I used to live thinking that my future depended on my decisions alone. I had to do right, be right, think right, to make it to the finish line victoriously.…
It’s the day after Mother’s Day and I’m sitting alone in the quiet, early morning hours. Getting up early is not new to me. While I’d love to have a…
Sometimes, it’s necessary. The confusing part about that statement is that we often don’t know why it’s necessary, but it happened. Why did it happen? Why go through difficult things?…
I don’t like to mince words. Nor do I like exaggeration. I weigh what a I say hoping that I’ve kept it real and to the point. So, when I…