A lesson learned from Willy Wonka

I have been quiet lately… well, quiet for me.

I have been feeling a longing back to a deeper intimacy with the Lord. This has been going on for some time, a whisper- a beckoning- back to a place where I feel Him close by, his presence near.

Oh, dear sisters, I have to believe that there are others feeling that same thing.

You may know it is the Lord or perhaps you don’t. Perhaps, you just feel a sense that there has to be more, that something- someone- is calling you.

This is what I love about our Lord. He doesn’t stop pursuing us.

He is relentless.

He is patient.

He doesn’t give up on us.

So, this week, I have been talking more with Him. Reading in the Bible again. But, I kept trying to make it look like what it used to, how we used to talk, and to be honest, it wasn’t working.

At first, I kept saying, Lord, take me back to what it was like, to how we talked and how we walked and we laughed together and cried together. I want to feel your arms like I did back then. 

And funny thing, I kept getting this picture in my head from the old Willy Wonka movie, you know the one with Gene Wilder, which on a side note; he is totally creepy in that movie, not funny at all, just creepy. I’m not sure what they were thinking with that character. Worth mentioning, now moving on….  Continue reading

The Most Unlikely of Friends

I have the coolest story to tell you.

So, on our way home from India we had three flights and a seven hour lay over. Clearly not our finest 24 hours.  By the last flight, Brooke and I were cranky and tired and just wanted to be horizontal. (Funny how your body craves that) Continue reading

Jake’s Day

Today was Jake’s day. Living in a house of all girls, my fourteen year old son rarely gets a day that is all about him.

But, today was the day. With one sister at dance and the other babysitting, it was just the two of us. This was my chance, my chance to connect with my ‘man-child’. At 6 2′, 175 pounds Jake is, ummm, a little big for one that hasn’t even started high school yet. But, all it takes is about 5 seconds with him to know that is he all of fourteen. He loves sports, video games, more sports, being goofy and pestering his sisters. Continue reading

About the children (Divorce: Part 3)

Dear Friend,

Oh dear friend, it breaks my heart to see you going through this. Not just because I love you so, but because I have been where you are headed and your fears are so familiar to me.

So, when you talk about what will happen to your children and the impact this may have on them,  when your home is separated, when mom and dad no longer live together, I cannot help but cry. For I wept over my children… I still do at times. Continue reading

The gift from Karin

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Everyone needs a friend like Karen.

Karen and I have been friends for five years.

She watched me go from being married to being single. She walked with me as I struggled through my divorce, when I couldn’t get off the bedroom floor, and supported me as I slowly began to build my life back.

We both had our struggles and out of those struggles came the words for three books.

Karin is one of those wise souls. Half the stuff that comes out of her mouth would never dawn on me. Seriously, you need your radio show, I always tell her, you’re questions and suggestions are so insanely brilliant. 

So much stands out about Karin, but there is one particular gift she has given me that I am truly grateful for;

she taught me how to stay.   Continue reading