Tomorrow is going to be a hard day. Tomorrow my husband will tell our congregation that he has decided to accept his new call to Wisconsin. He has to stand up before the people who have loved us and taken us into their hearts and homes as surrogate children and grandchildren that we will be... Continue Reading →
The Call: In Our Marriage
In my former post, Theophilus, I wrote about how calls affect me personally. This post offers some insight into how my husband and I relate to each other while going through the process. It has happened. My husband has another call. He's actually closing in on a decision now; hopefully we'll know within a week.... Continue Reading →
The Call: Living Two Lives
My husband is the pastor of a small church in a conservative Lutheran church body. In our little corner of Christianity, pastors are assigned to a congregation out of Seminary and generally stay put for four years before they are eligible to get calls from other churches. A call is essentially a job offer with... Continue Reading →
Sometimes Kids Are Just Jerks
We have to stop pretending that bad behavior is something we can Google away. Sometimes my kids act out for reasons: they're tired, they're hungry, they're sick, they're constipated, they're over-sugared or under-vegetabled. But sometimes they're just jerks. They're never under-loved and it's time to stop equating all bad behavior with a need a parent... Continue Reading →
Stupid Genes
Two of my sons have food allergies. It's not a surprise; my husband and I both have allergies so our children are likely to have them as well. But they make life challenging sometimes. A lot of the time. Pretty much always. Our oldest was diagnosed with a peanut allergy around 14 months. We finally... Continue Reading →
#MeToo
I'm a little late to the movement. I heard an NPR podcast a couple weeks ago that had me thinking about this in a new way. And I realized I have a story too. Mine isn't dramatic or scarring. I hadn't been repressing it; I just forgot. But it is a story of a man... Continue Reading →
MomGuilt: Sick Child
The emotions run high right from the start. Why didn't I realize he wasn't just tired? We didn't have to go out; he just wanted to be home and rest. If I hadn't done ___ or had done ___, could I have kept him safe? Even if ___ is “stayed inside forever” or “sewed him... Continue Reading →
Requisite First Post
Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton Eagles may soar, but weasels don't get sucked into jet engines. - John Benfield. Where's my gorgeous stock image for that one, WordPress?
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