For months I could feel him kicking inside me, ever determined from the womb. His due date, Rosh Hashanah, was drawing closer. The waiting was challenging, marked by periods of false labor that kept me awake, uncomfortable and ever alert for the real thing; rumblings of what was to come. I waited as patiently as… Continue reading The day the world was born
I add another box of books to the pile in my bedroom and look around at the mess. There's no where else for these to go, and our bedroom is slowly being buried with things that have to be kept out of the baby's reach. We recently moved him into his own little bedroom, where… Continue reading Start now
Like a city breached, without walls, is a person who lacks self-control. Proverbs 25:28 CJB Another way to think of self control is self direction. As I wrote in my last post, self control isn’t about stopping yourself from doing things, it’s about setting yourself on the path you want to go. Which means saying "no"… Continue reading Building walls
There's something on the inside of each of us that desires holiness. Created in God's image, we each bear this mark of God on the inside of us, and something within us desires to feel clean and "good." Different people seek to satisfy this desire in different ways, even if they've never heard of God.… Continue reading Grace for guilt
It's easier to see the purpose of the pain in retrospect. In the moment, it can be difficult to understand the pain of growth, unless we know there is purpose in the suffering. Just as a child endures a stormy week of tears before reaching a new developmental milestone, so we often struggle when on… Continue reading Breaking ground
It's Monday as I write this, after a long and difficult night with a teething baby. Lately, I find myself at a crossroads. Life is beginning to demand more maturity and strength than I have ever given before. Some days, defeat looms large over me before the day has even begun, and anxious thoughts threaten… Continue reading Choose today
No series on women and the home would be complete without a section devoted to hospitality. I remember hearing a good deal on the subject when I was growing up; maybe it was a trend at the time. I used to put together elaborate tea parties for my sisters, and pore over beautifully-illustrated books about… Continue reading Love of strangers
If you have sisters, you've likely seen influence in action. I have five sisters and a mom who is like a sister to me, and I cherish each one's advice and perspective. Last year I visited my mom and two of my sisters for the holidays, a joyful time of making lots of good food… Continue reading Thoughts on influence
What an age we find ourselves in. It's an era of taking postures, keeping up appearances and outing anyone whose logic is faulty or whose actions haven't measured up to their ideals. I see teachers and leaders issuing statements and caveats, and now that everyone has their own small platform it seems we are all… Continue reading An integrated life
“So, everyone who hears these words of mine and acts on them will be like a sensible man who built his house on bedrock. The rain fell, the rivers flooded, the winds blew and beat against that house, but it didn’t collapse, because its foundation was on rock. But everyone who hears these words of mine… Continue reading The foundation
The Holy Days 