There’s a small cluster of aspen trees on our Green Lake lot. They stand just downhill from our building site, safely protected by the...

I was attempting to videotape this week’s AWANA lesson when He answered our question. There I was, teaching the kids about the Holy...

Going on four weeks ago I ended up in the Cambridge ER with a broken wrist. Over the course of the next 2 1/2 weeks I was back in that...

After several days of Oh God, Oh God, I woke one morning to sunshine and spring and a new sense of freedom. I cracked open the patio...

Well. Here it goes. One finger typing for an entire post? We’ll see. The iPhone is an amazing device. Smart—as they say. I fell. On ice....

“I think those kids were responding to an invitation to be Jesus’ disciples.” Jill was talking, and I was only half-listening,...

I’ve been wearing this necklace, a birthday gift from Luke and Ali. My son told me how at first he’d resisted. Mom’s not really into...

It is a somewhat common practice to choose a WORD for the new year. Last year, at a retreat with adoptive moms, I chose FAITHFUL. I’d...

We’re not very good at receiving gifts. This was my Christmas epiphany, early morning Bible reading, just before heading to church. It...

I think there’s a direct correlation between the appearance of the sun and my ability to write. Not joking. These past couple of weeks...

Several things have happened lately that at first blush sound mostly like bad news, but when added up, I think might be headed toward a...

I’ve recently become a commuter. Just about two months ago my husband and I moved our family from the suburb we called home for over...

I think I’m in a season of discovering Jesus. An odd statement, maybe, considering. Considering a recent post all about falling in love...

My son is blogging. My thoughtful, thinking, grappling, unbelievably articulate son. At first it terrified me. These conversations we’ve...

We named our third son Nils Peter. Nils for his great-grandfather. Peter for Jesus’ disciple. This was my contribution, this naming for a...

I told a story in my last post about overcoming fear. But it was only part of the story. The rest of the story I’ve found myself...

Though you have not seen him, you love him; and even though you do not see him now, you believe in him and are filled with an...

Luke Anderson blesses his mom with a Mother’s Day post. Mom likes stories. Of course, you don’t need me to tell you that; you read her...

When I was a little girl I loved the season of Lent. I grew up Lutheran, and for some odd reason, I especially liked being at church. The...

I’m surprised at the peace in this home. I shake my head even as I write it. If you’ve been reading this story from beginning to current...