For every Martha who feels guilty about her hideous to-do lists, her overwhelming love of busywork, of checking things off as done, like she was slightly less than Mary, subtly less mature, less Christian, less like Jesus wanted her, this is for you.Read More
I’ve always loved to read. Growing up, I would pray for a rainy day just so I could curl up underneath my covers and have an excuse to spend the entire day lost within the pages of an incredible story.Read More
Every January has the same rhythm, it seems. We’ve made it through another year of Christmas gatherings, we’ve swept away the confetti from the New Year’s celebrations. The decorations have finally been stored away for another year, just in time for the grey days of winter to settle in around us.
Everyone has made their New Year’s resolutions, some of which have already been broken and forgotten. Our “to-do” lists have grown long with all of the tasks put off from the previous year. The champagne has barely lost its sparkle and yet we’re off to the races for another year.Read More
It was a day filled with its usual busyness. I was between clients. I was hurried, trying to check-off one more item on my “to-do” list. It was the last phone call to return. A gentleman answered. The phone call resembled many others, questions, logistics, information.Read More