He was sleeping happily on the couch when we hoisting him upright and informed him, “It’s time to go. Get up!” If you’ve never roused a four-year-old from a late-afternoon nap, you have no idea of the battle which ensues. He did not want to go, and he demonstrated that by shouting and flailing. Hiding … Continue reading The parable of the protesting preschooler (or, when God drags us kicking and screaming)
I hate and love change. Sometimes change is most welcome: when you finally get a new job; when you finally move into that better place, and when that baby finally decides to be born. There are times when change is desired, sought after, even prayed and begged for. The change that cancer is in remission. … Continue reading Four reasons why change is the best, crappiest thing that can happen to you.