Homeward Bound
On Thursday, at 7 am, I am walking with my earbuds in, and Chris Tomlin’s song “Home” comes on from my playlist. As I hear the words, I think about my dear friend’s dad who is lingering in his final hours of life. I tear up because I just imagine that those words must be…
Since He’s All-Sufficient, I Don’t Have to Be
As an independent gal for almost ten years now, I like to call myself self-sufficient, self-supporting, self-reliant, self-sustaining. But, even as I type those words, they sound very “self”-minded! Lord knows – I want to be others minded – NOT self-minded. For example, when offered help out of my son’s big duly Ford F-350, I…
The Old Wahoo to the Brand New
My sweet husband was a man of many skills and talents. His artistry and craftsmanship were recognized in the many homes, churches, and furniture he built with such attention to the details. He was a perfectionist. He was never satisfied with “good enough”. He was a Master Craftsman with a capital “C”. He was also…
Untying the Apron Strings to Let it Go!
Usually untying the “apron strings” means someone is controlled or influenced too much by someone else who refuses to let them go! Today, I’m thinking beyond parents. “Letting go” can also be referring to “apron strings” tied so tight around a spouse, home, job, their identity and their stuff. To grow or to simply take…