“Life is what happens while you’re busy making other plans,” said John Lennon. Well, I would never call it Scripture, but it’s certainly true. I was an active mother of two teen girls and a pastor’s wife with a busy speaking ministry of my own. Fibromyalgia had reduced my crazy-meter two clicks below hysterics, but my family and I were …
Chosen For The Team
I hated recess when I was a kid. Mostly because I was always picked last for those old playground games. Do you remember games like kickball, wiffle ball and freeze-tag? Just name the team game, and I was bad at it. However, there was one game at which I excelled. Red-Rover. Oh, ya. For those of you unfamiliar with this …
Maintaining the Mystery
I hate surprises. It’s a weakness. My family knows better than to throw a party or try to shower me with gifts. I like predictable. I enjoy looking forward to an event, anticipating the joy leading up to the celebration. But I gotta admit— my family pulled-off a doozy when my debut novel released. We had planned to go to …
