What’s in a Name?

All my life I’ve had black hair. I have the photographic evidence dating as far back as the day I was born. It’s part of my trademark. Something about a woman identifies intrinsically with her hair. So most women are very particular about who does their hair or how their hair is done. 
I trust Michelle with my hair. She knows my (more…)

The Faith of a Child

I teach Sunday School each week to 4-year-olds. You learn a lot about the Lord from teaching 4-year-olds. For instance, any time you ask a 4-year-old a Bible question, his answer is inevitably and enthusiastically, “Jesus!” We pseudo-theologians, pompous in our mature faith, want to correct the innocent little one by telling him the correct answer, totally missing the fact that (more…)

Rocks in My Pockets

When I’m out shopping, I look for young moms. Getting much of anything done is hard enough when you have little ones underfoot, but shopping with unsedated children can be a herculean challenge. I remember. And I remember that, if you’re actually lucky enough to cross off everything on your list before meltdown occurs, you still face the challenge of getting (more…)