Of course, it is human nature when tragedy strikes that we collectively ask "why." Why did this happen? Why didn't someone do something? Why would God allow this? I know I have asked a million questions over the past few days after receiving a horrific call telling me that Taylor was gone. I have tried … Continue reading Of course in the face of tragedy
I could not find my 15-year-old son this morning. A wave of panic ran through me. He wasn't in his bed. He wasn't in the house. He wasn't responding to his phone. In a matter of seconds, my brain jumped to worse case scenarios. Would he have reason to run away? Had he been abducted? … Continue reading Random Somewhat Connected Thoughts on Keeping Calm
I am repenting against my previous attacks towards New Year's Resolutions. And of making fun of people who make them but can't make it past January 17. The irony is I am extremely goal oriented. But more of a broad sweeping 30,000 feet LeT's ChaNge The WOrld aNd DREam A Lot AnD DOn't HoLd Me … Continue reading I am repenting
My personal trainer is Connor Brown at Push Pull Performance. Fridays and Mondays are my agreed upon weigh-in days. You may note that Friday always follows Thanksgiving. This week that is rather unfortunate. The scale says I blew it. I knew 20 minutes into the feeding frenzy yesterday that I blew it. I wasn't enjoying … Continue reading The Scale Says I Blew It
Recently I am being asked more and more to share a talk I have created on building resilience in children. The basic foundation of the workshop is intentionally teaching our children how to forgive. For any children in our lives, we need to actively find ways to eliminate brittle bitterness. Instead, we need to model and … Continue reading Three Ways to Build Resilience in Children Through Forgiveness
You may find yourself in a similar position as me. A cool thing has ended and you are waiting around for the next cool bus to jump on. Maybe it's a project. Maybe it's a job. Maybe it's a calling. Maybe it's just a feeling that something is coming down the line. I may not … Continue reading I don’t have anything innovative to say.
I know should know better than to eat after 9 p.m. It just leads to either crazy dreams or disrupted sleep. But of course last night my last Hershey bar and the jar of peanut butter was calling my name at 11 p.m. The result was not just crazy dreams but a tormenting nightmare which … Continue reading Titled: I should know better or Mounds of Friends, you pick