Why do they call it a “step”-parent? Hold on. Going to Google. “The term stepfamily is preferred because the derivation of the prefix “step-” originates from the Old English word “steop-” which means “bereave.” The term stepchild used to refer to orphans who lost their parents, and stepfather/stepmother used to refer to individuals who became…
Tag: God
Contentment
Last night, gathered around our couch and enjoying country-style donuts and a delicious Meritage from New Kent Winery, a small but awesome group of friends read through the book of James. There is such a sweetness in simple fellowship. Food, friends, God’s word and good conversation. It was an anchor in a week where I’ve…
Forty, Unsporty, and Thriving
41. The year you get a bird feeder for your birthday. And the terrifying thing is, you asked for it. It’s also apparently the year when I’m naming the different terms for “love” found in the Bible and I forget the word “phileo” (Greek for brotherly love) and instead say something that makes my co-ed…
Fluff and other Nopes
There are lots of have-to’s in life. For instance, Ben goes to work every morning because we enjoy having a house to sleep in every night. And if I don’t do laundry, we will be the stinky family no one wants to hang out with. Yes, there are lots of have-to’s. The good thing is…
I DECLARE
Hand me a spoon, because I’m about to stir the pot a little. I’m not going to name names. Lets play a guessing game! Here’s the clue: If a “Christian” leader, pastor, or author delivers a message that is self-affirming and sin-affirming, God did not co-author that message. I am so saddened by the sheer…
Unplanned Blog Post
I stood outside an abortion clinic last Thursday and cried as couples went in and payed someone to kill their babies. A small group of us were there to pray and offer resources for crisis pregnancies, but no one changed their mind. My spirit was so heavy the rest of the day. My heart hurt…
I’m Not Okay
I started crying while I was feeding the dogs this morning. Not because a bag of their special rice-free blend costs eighty dollars, but because I’m grieving and the overwhelming sadness came at me, unexpected and uninvited, as I scooped Annameat Encore into bowls. Rewind to March 26..it’s Thursday afternoon and I’m waiting anxiously for…
Going Viral
These are strange times. I’ve never been part of a plague before. It’s hard to remember what it feels like to just go places without worrying about who might be carrying a deadly virus. Or if there will be toilet paper. Really, doomsday preppers? You had to take ALL of the Charmin? We are blessed….
Trust me, I’ve been there
I’ve given my heart to some real winners. There was the alcoholic, the guy who stole my money and helped me look for it, and the one with anger issues who sent me an “I can’t stop eating” GIF because I didn’t want to date him anymore and had put on ten pounds that year….
Here we Go
I’m in love. There. I said it. Let me back up for a minute. This year has been a roller coaster of emotions, mostly leaving me face-down in bed with the covers pulled over my head. Don’t worry, I left enough of an air pocket for my wine. I know you were concerned. So back…
Living Well 