Author Archives: Sandi Asker

There is a personal trainer who teaches classes at the Y who has become the voice in my head during long runs and solo lifting sessions.  She says things like “this is only 4% of your day” or “don’t quit … Continue reading →

“Mom, I just wish I could do something.” “We’d do anything.” We had just spent hours with some of our dearest friends from church.  Our grieving friends had had a super hard day, putting baby Isaac’s clothes away.  Grandma Elaine had … Continue reading →

The last two weeks have reminded me so much of how important relationships are.  The extra time, momentary discomfort and the minor work seem nothing compared to the joy I have had being on the receiving end of what friendship is. … Continue reading →

It was supposed to start at 6am, but my body thought 5am would be better.  I was lying in bed, praying to go back to sleep but eventually I gave up.  I knew it was 6am when Elam came BOUNDING … Continue reading →

One week ago I didn’t know what to do.  What to say.  How to help. One week ago I hadn’t ever really grieved.  Hadn’t cried so hard my eyes, throat and chest hurt.  Hadn’t ever seen my friends all doing … Continue reading →

I am white.  Midwestern.  Grew up in a farming town where the only non-white kids were adopted.  I literally don’t think there were any non-white adults except a Vietnamese family my dad’s church adopted.  Thankfully, the Lam’s were in our … Continue reading →

Brian spent last week serving about 16,000 participants at a huge missions conference, hanging out with Christian celebrities backstage.  He ate salmon, was a bouncer for Francis Chan and sat down with David Platt.  He took a selfie with Michelle … Continue reading →

I came across a blog by Jen Hatmaker this past holiday season* about kids who “sabotage” or in my words “WRECK” big days. Well, we have had some major big days lately and our share of sabotaging. Elam turned 6 … Continue reading →

Gosh how many times have I thought or even said out loud (true confessions) “You wreck everything!!”  To my kids.  To my husband.  To myself. When I walk into the kitchen after hubs makes us homemade waffles while I stay … Continue reading →

Sugar fast, Week 5 people. This is the longest I have every gone without rewarding myself with Ben and Jerry’s, a brownie (or 3), choc chip banana bread or cookies.  Normally I would let myself eat 1-2 treats after a … Continue reading →