I seem to have a special talent for embarrassing myself on a regular basis, but the most embarrassing thing in my entire life happened when I was in high school. The events of the whole day led up to the worst moment I can remember.
It all started on spring choir tour my sophomore year. . . . → Read More: My Most Embarrassing Moment
Jason and I were at a nice, candle-lit restaurant enjoying the quiet and the food – in that order. When all of the sudden I heard this loud clang, clang, clang. It sounded like it came from underneath our own table. I looked up at Jason, who sat there eating normally, and then I . . . → Read More: Clang, Clang, Clang
This was a conversation at lunch – never a dull moment.
Faith: Why don’t snakes have legs?
Me: Well after the serpent tempted Eve in the Garden, God cursed the snakes to crawl on their belly.
Grace (age 4): First there was only Adam in the garden. Then it was Adam and . . . → Read More: Adam’s Cousin?
Several years ago when our oldest was a baby, Jason purchased about fifty dollars’ worth of shirts and jeans and took them home to try on since Sam’s Club does not have dressing rooms. The next morning we got in the car to return most of them to get our money back. When we . . . → Read More: What Goes Around Comes Around
When I was about twelve years old I took a trip with my dad to Guadalajara, Mexico. I was returning to the place of my birth and visiting my childhood friends. Since my dad was going to be returning to Mexico in two weeks, he decided to let me extend my stay. I was to . . . → Read More: A Child’s Answer to Prayer
When I was teaching at a small Christian school in Nebraska, the principal called a rally of the entire school in the gym to promote the new fund raiser. That year we would be selling a variety of delicious nuts and chocolates to raise money for our school. Our principal was very enthusiastic and . . . → Read More: Fund Raiser Rally
From the back seat of the van my then five-year-old kept shouting, “Mama?”
I kept answering, “Yes?” over and over. Significantly frustrated (that’s a nice respectable sounding word) I said, “Baby, don’t say ‘mama’ anymore!”
There was a short pause, and then I heard a meek, “Esther?” A real mom would probably not have . . . → Read More: Frustraded
I remember the day it arrived on a big truck. My missionary parents had just moved to South Texas, and a very kind family had sent them a truck load of much needed furniture. We were particularly excited about the avocado green couch. It was a hide-a-bed!
There were six in my . . . → Read More: My Green Couch
I showed up to church a few weeks ago not a little proud in my new dress. If I’ve only worn it twice before, it’s a new dress – so what that it’s eight years old. After three more kids the important thing is that it fits me…again, but this is all beside the point.
. . . → Read More: Hope for Parents