Why Farva Died

My kids are mad at me.  Again.  We have a rule in our house – no electronics after 9 pm.  But simply stating a rule is powerless against the spells cast by the hypnotic blue glow.  It’s my fault – I haven’t been enforcing said rule.  Not surprisingly, everyone is tired, cranky, and distracted.  So,… More Why Farva Died

The Danger of Comfort

Is anyone else feeling tired and maybe a little lazy?  I’ve been noticing a weird thing that is happening as I age.  When I was younger, I wanted to race towards the next thing.  Growing, learning, achieving.  Now it’s as if I have hit this peak where I’ve started slowing down.  Enjoying the views, wondering… More The Danger of Comfort


I’m scared to watch the news lately.  As if my refusal to watch will stop the reality of a world ripping itself apart at the seams.  As if the unthinkable terrorist attacks and mass shootings, each new evil trying to outdo the evil before it, won’t happen if I simply don’t turn on the TV.… More Unfair

I Confess

I clearly have a lot of confessing to do.  I’ve been publicly pouring it out through this blog.  Why?  Because it is incredibly freeing, and freedom is addictive. con·fes·sion kənˈfeSHən/ noun a formal statement admitting that one is guilty of a crime a statement setting out essential religious doctrine Christianity practices a confession of faith… More I Confess

Keep It Simple

Fix these words of mine in your hearts and minds… Teach them to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. DEUTERONOMY 11:18–19 NIV I have been struggling with how to teach my children – about God,… More Keep It Simple


Busy. We wear it like a trophy. Fighting for it and empathizing about it simultaneously. We compare schedules like battle scars, equally impressed and saddened by the trauma; feeling less than our peers if our busy doesn’t measure up, tragically wishing for wounds to prove our commitment to the war. The absence of busy threatens… More Busy

God’s Math

Numbers.  I crunch them for a living.  I am passionate about accounting for things, diligently ensuring everything balances and ties out.  The last missing penny has been known to haunt me.  So how did I miss out on the book of Numbers in the Bible for most of my life?  This little jewel has my… More God’s Math

I Trust You More

Note to self:  You ARE capable of trusting what you cannot see. I used to really love roller coasters.  Something about the anticipation that builds as I wait in line, inching closer as the mighty beast roars over my head chased by screams of panic and delight.  I craved the adrenaline rush of conquering fear… More I Trust You More