By January, winter time blues can hit me hard. Christmas lights up December with its cheer and celebration. Then January 1st comes, holding the promise of a brand new year. All things look bright, but by mid-Janaury, the cheer of Christmas and the novelty of fresh starts are behind me. Winter looms long and dark ahead of us: 72 days until spring! [Read more…]
Early this December morning after Christmas, I breathed a sigh of relief and wondered, “Did giving three parties in five days mean I’m a certified nut case, or could I just be an obsessive compulsive party lover?” Where did that fit in with my resolve to down size December and take the holidays slower this year?
Really, I loved every minute of it, but this morning while it was still dark outside, I enjoyed a peaceful moment drinking coffee and reading God’s Word by the light of the Christmas tree and candles. I wanted to savor the truth of God coming near to us, reaching into our world through the birth of Jesus Christ in a stable. [Read more…]
One reason I married my husband was his sense of humor. It sounds shallow, but I had a three item list of what I was looking for in a husband: 1. Love for God, 2. Desire to serve God, 3. Sense of humor. Somehow I connected a sense of humor and a good laugh with “living happily ever after.”
It’s proved to be true. My husband has a loud, infectious laugh, and one thing that brings joy and happiness to our marriage is lying in bed at night, talking about old times or funny things, and laughing ourselves silly. [Read more…]
Last night thirty-five women packed into my living room to talk, eat, sing, dance, and dye our palms orange. It was definitely another Middle Eastern moment to remind me that I actually do live here. We celebrated the upcoming marriage of a friend with a traditional henna night. The evening started out as a bridal shower, but at 9:00 the bride-to-be donned a red gown and veil. Friends danced around her with a candle lit henna platter before dying her palms. [Read more…]
If you’re like me, you feel overwhelmed on Monday after a busy weekend. You spent Saturday at the mall shopping for clothes with your kids, and Sunday was the church picnic. Before you know it, Monday morning comes, and you’re wishing you had a few more hours to get ready for the full week ahead of you. Overwhelmed is what happens when you look at your day-timer and add everything up without putting God into the equation. [Read more…]