The Bully In My Brain

This week I fell victim to the cold that claimed my son last week. While it did not keep me from regular obligations, it did steal my focus for writing. I offer you this in absence of something from this week. It’s a reflection I wrote a couple of weeks ago. Several friends are struggling…

Not Full of Christmas Cheer

My first year working for a large church in Arlington, Virginia, my husband and I ate Christmas lunch off the rollers at a 7-Eleven. Tradition dictated that the newest priest on staff lead the Christmas morning service and I had started working at the church that November. My first Christmas celebrated outside of my home…

Wild and Unbusied

I had forgotten what it was to not be busy. This afternoon I wandered around town with my children and it hit me hard: Icouldn’t remember another time when we didn’t have too many plans to rush offto. One by one I collected all three from school and once the oldest hopped in the car,…