My children play war. A day doesn’t seem to pass without swords and guns, knight costumes and military hats. The sound of explosives exploding booms in some pretend space in our house. Legos line up for battle in forts defended by miniature men with blaster rays and lightsabers. “No, you’re Hitler,” my ten-year-old instructs the … More The Terrible Justice of Children
In a team building exercise at work today, we were given fifteen people and a life raft that only holds nine. The Titanic is sinking, basically, so who gets in and who stays behind? My team kept Obama but dumped Jay-Z, we kept the carpenter but dumped the line cook at Denny’s, we kept the … More Why do we need spiritual leaders?
Last night, we went to Bull and Bones Brewhaus and Grill in Blackburg, Virginia (look at that nice alliteration… it’s even a poetic location) for karaoke and drinks. Brandon asked me what moment is most memorable for me from the last ten years together, not counting our wedding day and the births of our children, … More Most Memorable Moment: Ten Years Later
Oh no. That’s what I thought to myself as the clock ticked closer to the cut-off point of a clip from Jerry Maguire, this morning’s edition of the At The Movies series at our church, seconds closer to when I had set the video up to automatically shut off, right before Cuba Gooding, Jr. announces, … More Just Call Me Sarah "All Heart" Wells
I’ve heard other women talk many times about when their kid has been slighted, or insulted, or teased, or ignored and their reactions to it, but I’ve never really related. Until now. Out of the blue the other night during dinner, Elvis said, “My friends say I’m not growing.” It’s true that Elvis is the … More Mama and Papa Bear vs. Parents of Three-Year-Olds