Oh, I know a little something about sabbath. I have been in the process of learning about it from various sources almost all my life. When I was a child there were “blue laws” in the community where I grew up, which meant that stores …
What do I do, #ForSabbathsSake? Apparently I burn out and learn my lesson the hard way. I remember reading a pastoral burnout study a few years back and thinking that it was too bad that those leaders couldn’t keep their lives in balance. At the …
When my children were growing up, Sundays seemed to be the busiest day of the week for me. My husband and I hustled three kids out of the house and into the family van to get to church on time. On most Sunday mornings, I …
Time escapes me…When will I ever catch up…I cannot afford a day off…Is sabbath really that important anyway? These are thoughts which flood my mind as I sit down with my calendar to plan my sabbath rest. Yes, I have to be intentional about sabbath. …
I was certain we’d hate each other. Many writers experience a push-pull of introversion and ego, of wanting to “see” the world in order to convey it, and longing to convey to the reader what they see. Some of us are envious when the other …
I’m fascinated with tattoos. Though I have none, it hasn’t stopped my from querying everyone I meet who has an intriguing mark on his or her body. Fred cringes in face-palming embarrassment when I inquire: “Tell me about your tattoo!” holding up grocery store lines and …