When You Least Expect It

Those of you who read my blog know I am an analyst.  That’s what I do.  I’m a snoop.  I like to be in control and know what’s going on at all times.  But sometimes I get caught off guard.  That’s what happened this past Sunday in preparation for my birthday...

Sea of Forgetfulness

It happens all the time, especially at holidays.  You’re with family or friends, and someone invariably tells about the time you served bloody chicken, or blueberry drip, or dropped the dessert (believe me, my family has lots of stories centered on my cooking). ...

Facing the Obvious

All my life I have waged the battle of the bulge.  Until recently, I wanted a quick fix, opting to continue my bad eating habits, always thinking a magic pill would cure the rising scale.  Now I realize it’s a daily discipline of eating, registering each morsel...

Nobody Told Me

Nobody told me not to have an abortion when I found out I was pregnant.  The doctor didn’t, the counselor at Perkins Seminary didn’t, the one friend I told didn’t, and the abortion clinic certainly didn’t.  They told me the fetus was a blob, a...