Praise God for New Beginnings!

On New Year’s Eve of 1999, I was a brand new mother feeling a tad on edge about all the impending catastrophes that might take place when the clock struck midnight. Computers everywhere, we were cautioned by the media, could simultaneously crash en masse causing power outages, planes to fall from the sky, financial ruin, chaos, confusion and looting…do not forget the looting. At 10:00 pm, nursing my newborn on the couch…

On Pacing Myself Through Advent

    Last weekend I, and everyone else in NW Indiana, went to Hobby Lobby. My oldest (and much craftier than me) daughter likes to make homemade Christmas gifts for family members and approximately 35 of her closest friends so we have to start the process early, lest we find ourselves up till 1:00 am Modge Podging and glitter gluing on the eve of her winter break from school. The aisles were packed…

The Mystery Before Us

  Several years ago, I came across an old diary of mine, circa 1984. In it was page after page of original and cringe-worthy  stories, poems and songs, as well as adolescent rants against unfair rules, back stabbing frenemies and frustrating older brothers. Also included in my diary was a prayer list. “Sore throat,” I would write on one line, then “lost library book” on another, followed by the date of the…

Peace Instead of Fear in the Midst of Chaos and Confusion

Make me to awaken daily with a willingness to roll out readily, accompanied by grateful smirk, a giddy joy, the idiot’s undying expectation, despite the evidence. – Scott Cairns, The Idiot Psalms   Perhaps it is because I am getting older that I feel more vulnerable to various catastrophes; newly emerging wrinkles and aches and pains won’t let me forget that that years are passing by with alarming speed, and four decades of life experience have stripped…