My two-year-old has a radar for the sound of the dishwasher opening. His running feet slap on the hardwood, and I try not to cringe. Because let’s face it, some jobs…most jobs are easier without little helpers who put the bowls in wrong-side-down and in the wrong spaces. But, here he comes. “I hep you! … More Little Hands, Mighty Helpers: Why Kids Need Chores
A little father-son advice on the finer points of slaying giants…. … More Slaying the Giant
I’ve been discussing the difficulty of change lately. Challenges, barriers, complexities. Today, I want to take a moment and remind us all of the simple elements of change, the power of consistency, and how small things become big things. So the question is, can a cup of coffee change your life? Some of you know … More How A Cup of Coffee Changed My Marriage
You hit the proverbial brick wall. Last week I discussed the key reason why “people never change.” I used a cute little analogy about how I’ve decided to give some things up in order to be stronger physically. I talked about how this applies to all change. The soreness, the initial fatigue, and then how as … More You Decided to Change Your Life But Then…
But do you really? Before I decided to stay at home full time with the kids, people came to me for counseling sessions wanting change. Needing a better way of doing life. Some came through my door with a chip already on their shoulder about the whole experience. Ready for things to fail. “I’ve tried … More You Say You Want A Change…
Oh, the internet hurts my head. There is a lot of shouting, and not a lot of listening. Sometimes I wish I could wave a magic wand, do away with social media, and force people to have face-to-face conversations with one another, and discuss their respective positions on life. I don’t think it would solve … More Worry Bout Yourself-Or Does Judgement Have It’s Place?
Wow. I began this blogging journey eight months ago. As I am coming up on the year anniversary of Hope Perch, I have been thinking and praying about how I can best serve my readers in 2017. My fiction projects are still underway. I am praying for open doors and God’s direction and timing on … More New Things On the Horizon at Hope Perch
The Christmas season is drawing near. Here is the story of an ADHD child’s struggle to make Santa’s good list. I hope it challenges us all on how we think about the Christmas season. I was driving the kids home from their gymnastics class one early October day. It had been a rough day. … More A Christmas Question from an ADHD Child: Have I Been Good Enough?
I know…I know… America is in turmoil over election results. It’s not even Thanksgiving yet, and I’m bringing this up. But, the Christmas shopping season is beginning…and I’m tired of the anger that has come with it over the past few years. So before we really get into the swing of the season, I’m offering a solution. … More Christmas: Skip the War, Change a Life
Here is a little bit of prose inspired by one of my readers, Jackie Goulette. I feel I didn’t quite do it the justice her idea deserved, but perhaps it is a start for something more in the future. Through my struggled attempt to convey my heart in this piece, I hope He shines through … More If He Were A Tree
I don’t love being vulnerable with complete strangers. Honestly I limped through writing this, but I know I’m not the only one out there who deals with such struggles. So here we go.
“Are you ready to get out of the bathtub?”
From my front porch I can see the billowing smoke. The side of the mountain is on fire. Over the past five days the whump-whump of helicopter blades have become a part of the normal ambience of my little cove. Payload after payload of water dumped from the sky.
I discovered a vast chicken population on my Hawaii trip. Yes. Chickens in Hawaii, the island of Kauai in particular. Of all the sights from the breathtaking sunsets, mountains, canyons, and waterfalls, nothing surprised me more than the number of feral chickens.
I spent a day walking on broken glass. After driving through a run-down industrial area, I walked with broken glass under my bare feet as I searched the landfill for bits of treasure. An odd way to spend a day of my vacation in the Hawaii? Perhaps. But, things are not always what they seem.