Never to Depart
I was raised on pews, potlucks, and powerful preaching. If the church doors were open, my parents would make sure I was on the other side of them — Sunday School, Sunday morning service, Sunday night service, Wednesday night service, youth group, and revival week marathons that lasted longer than some of today’s movie binges.…
To My Shawntel and Others of Graduating Seniors
To My Shawntel and Other Moms with Graduating Seniors (Men, please read on, too!) Today I’m thinking about my beloved daughter, Shawntel, my son, Ryan’s wife. A year ago, she and I attended the Regents School of Austin’s Senior Baccalaureate (first two pics here). The juniors were there to receive their stoles from the seniors.…
Training Up a Child in the Way
A new school year starting already? I realized it when, yesterday, my godson’s mom sent me a photo of him all suited up for his first day as a high school senior! Oh my goodness! This summer flew by! My two youngest grands start next week with Brennan as a high school senior too! A…
God Isn’t Scratching His Head
How far we’ve come since the worst thing that we could get punished for in school was chewing gum or triggering (with a ball point pen) a stink bomb! Whew! I can still smell that in the halls of my school or the chemistry classroom. And fast forward a few decades to the 2020’s and…
Train Them Up in the Way They Should Go
From the very start of her life, our daughter was loud. I mean crying-out-loud loud. When she was a baby, she cried because she was a very sick baby and later when she realized she had a brother that loved to annoy her, she was loud with her shrills and squeals when he as much…
#TBT – Grateful for Praying Matriarchs
I don’t see as many Throwback Thursday photos as I once did, so I’m reviving it today. Just a few days before celebrating Mother’s Day, I wanted to pay tribute to my praying matriarchs: on the left, my mother-in-law, Lydia Wuerch (still with us and doing so well at 96) and on the right, my…
Train Up A Child in the Way He Should Go
Some people ask me “How do you know scriptures so well? How do you know so many stories from the Bible?” And my response is, “I cut my teeth on the back of a pew.” LOL! It was because, from an infant — our church seemed like our second home. It was our family’s “go…