Once while driving and listening to NPR (everyone who knows me is collectively saying, "Of course,") I heard an interview with writer Isabelle Allende in which she said she began writing because she had so many words swirling inside her head she needed to put them down, get them out, lest she go crazy. My mental …
Tag: Education
Foundation/The Village/Sunday School
There we were: my partner-in-Sunday School-teaching-crime, Arthur, our solitary student, and me. As we peppered him with questions about the text of the day, this not shy middle school boy said the only logical thing there was to say, "Argh.....! Don't quiz me!" And we weren't really quizzing, but I'm sure it feels like a quiz when …
Not in My Job Description
NaBloPoMo Day 5: What's something you've done for your work that wasn't exactly in the job description? Considering this prompt, my gut instinct was, Everything. But as a Secretary on a large High school campus my job description included: create and maintain student disciplinary files; answer phones, assisting Parents as needed; assist Assistant/Associate Principal(s) as …
Social Media: Taking Gossip to a Whole New Level
One Sunday, the text from Ephesians contained, "... let all of us speak the truth to our neighbors, for we are members of one another. Be angry but do not sin; do not let the sun go down on your anger, and do not make room for the devil. [ ...] Let no evil talk come …
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For Cara, or, Comfort for Parents of Imminent College Students
For all the tea in China I would never be purposefully rude or hurtful to anyone, yet I so often am when unfiltered things come flying out of my face or occasionally, fingertips. For example, the other day a friend posted a heartfelt comment about her daughter going off to college, how she was already …
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Friday Five: Joy
My friend and fellow blogger, Mary Beth, accepted this challenge: “What’s the thing in your life that makes your heart sing? When do you feel most alive?” then threw down the gauntlet. Having rarely met the gauntlet I didn't want to pick up, I thought maybe I wouldn't be able to come up with five, or at …
Mean Girls
Things happen for a reason, I believe. Not that I picture God is in His heaven moving us about like pawns on His cosmic chessboard (well, maybe sometimes I do), and I concede that we don't always get to know the reason for the things that happen. Maybe I just need to find reason and …
Rip-Tides and Undercurrents
Until I was 33 years old, I lived no farther from the Pacific ocean than about five miles. As a child, since bio-dad was a beach-loving athlete of a cop, I spent every other weekend at the beach, my skin the color of bronze and my hair streaked white from sun and salt. Sun, sand, the …
