“You are the expert on you!” “Who me?” “Yes, you!” “Really?” “Yes, really.” “Wow . . . Ok!” That was a snippet of a dialogue between my therapist and me several years ago. (Hey, now... as tempting as it may be, let’s not try to figure out why I went to a therapist. Let’s stay focused on the message at hand ;)) I had never considered myself an expert on anything, especially when it came to making decisions for myself. I always needed a panel of constituents to consult Continue Reading
Heaven And Hell
One day a conversation with my 7-year-old and my 4-year-old daughters went in a direction I was not anticipating. By the time I realized this, it was too late to turn back. Olivia: “. . .’Hell’?” “What is ‘hell’?” Me: (thinking, “Oh Lord, here we go!) “Hell is a place you go after you die if you don’t believe in Jesus.” Olivia: “Ooooh, that’s going to be baaaad!” Gabrielle: “One of my classmates said she doesn’t believe in Jesus.” Olivia: “Ooooh, that’s going to be Continue Reading
Tears and Cheers
I got creative and desperate and offered my 4-year-old the only thing I could find in my purse that I did not mind never seeing again: a business card with my picture on it. She said holding on to this would help her make it through this trying time of separation during church. I handed her the card, wiped her tears, and walked out of her classroom. A few minutes later I decided to take a peek at the camera screens where I see she slowly pushes her chair away from the table, gets up, and Continue Reading