Category Archives: Just Me Writing

I have started to think many of us view church, or Christian community, in one of two ways: Let me start with the locker room.  There are vastly different designs to the locker rooms my husband and I use at … Continue reading →

For in this hope we were saved. But hope that is seen is no hope at all. Who hopes for what she already has? But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently. … Continue reading →

After last week’s post of my feeling of insignificance for not accomplishing more stunning feats of strength, I got to thinking about my grandmother. My grandmother wrote in a 5-year diary every day for most of her life.  Here are … Continue reading →

Last night I was perusing Facebook and came into the room and said to Brian, “I may have to unfriend a few… friends.  I just can’t read about their exciting adventures, trips, evangelistic campaigns and amazing days anymore!” I read … Continue reading →

The other day I was pounding out my miles on the treadmill at the Y.  I have started to listen to “popular music” while working out because, no disrespect, but I just cannot seem to find the right Christian music … Continue reading →

“Two shoes, Mom?”  Calista said this 2-3 times before I simply had to ask, “What are you talking about?” I had picked her up from the bus, on my own two feet, with two shoes.  Nothing special, right?  But for … Continue reading →

You know those moments you’re thinking, something is not right and the next thing you know you’re on your butt scooting off the gym floor with a sprained ankle? I had been bopping around on a bosu (see picture: not … Continue reading →

My good friend asked me last week, “What has happened lately that makes you feel like you just got a new puppy?”  Sort of an odd way to ask what’s made you happy lately, but it put me in the … Continue reading →

We had lots of babies here this week.  Brian’s 33’rd birthday brought 14 kids.  Then I watched our sweet Noah Bee Wednesday and Thursday.  Friday I had “Lukie,” as my kids call him. Many of you might know our own … Continue reading →

Watch out: I’m an extroverted, theology-loving, hermeneutics snob- writer who has just spent 6 hours alone in a rental car driving through a North/South swipe of the state of Wisconsin listening to “A Year of Biblical Womanhood” by Rachel Held … Continue reading →