As I cleared out the dead leaves and debris from my flowerbeds and gardens in preparation for planting some pansies, I got to thinking about our emotional junk. We all have emotional junk—stuff we need to clear out so that we can grow. But some of us have many old hurts (stuff) that we have not…
I woke up the other night at 3 in the morning. To that point, my dreams had only been about the pesky moles that seem to have overtaken my back yard. I’ve declared war on the moles over the past year, and to this point they have been the victor. My wife thinks that I…
My life is no longer all about me. Today Justin and I dream of moving out west together. I cannot think of a better dream than moving with the love of my life back to the mountains. Although mountains are not outside my window now, I realize that I made the right choice and no…
The best and worst (read: most squirm-inducing) part of premarital counseling was when our pastor asked us to read Ephesians 5:22-33 and explain what it meant to us. If you are engaged or newly wed, or a woman, I don’t need to tell you this is the passage that begins, “Wives submit to your husbands….”…
I stepped back from the mirror to appraise my completed look, my eyes intent on finding and destroying any flaws. Unfortunately, the flaws were numerous and the solutions were few. Rebekah, what are you doing?” I asked myself. I wasn’t like this. Not usually. But somehow it happened that, whenever it came to facing this particular…
