I thrive on planning ahead and being in control. While typically these character traits serve me well, devastation results when plans unravel and life spins out of control. In those moments, there’s only one thing to do: hold on and follow the One who saves. I’ve always known God’s presence and been His Follower. But …
“I just want to rest!” I commented to my friend Sunday morning. My mind, body and soul were aching to rest. Regrettably, it was not to be last weekend. I honored the Sabbath by attending church, but it was a whirlwind to get there, a rush the rest of the day until finally a collapse into bed …
Lovingly waiting for slowly sputtered syllables, patiently assisting simple tasks, repeating and redirecting fill each day. It all begins anew in the morning if it hasn’t continued all night. This is not a snippet of life with a young child; it is one of caring for a person with dementia. June is Alzheimer’s and Brain …
Soccer, baseball and golf cleats litter the mud room with dirt, grass and turf pellets. My washing machine scrubs on overdrive. With soccer for one, baseball for the other and golf for all, the crazy time when all sports overlap with the last days of school is in full swing-pardon the pun. Keeping me sane is …
“Slip, slidin’ away”…the lyrics to the ‘70’s song by Paul Simon echoed in my head. I’m dating myself, but the words succinctly described my thoughts after an emotional roller coaster last week. Sliding towards excuses rather than choices, I could feel wellness strides previously gained were slip, slidin’ away. So I decided to choose and …