I was trying to get my daughter ready for church this past Sunday morning, and she was being fairly cooperative. That is, until I tried to put her pants … Continue reading The More We Scratch, The More We Itch
My Monster and Me He goes where I go. He sees what I see. Then he tells me to do things that just aren’t me. I know what I ought … Continue reading My Monster and Me
A marriage is two messy people making a beautiful mess together.
God is there in our mess. He’s not afraid of the crap we’ve made of ourselves. He doesn’t balk at a little dirty work. He sits in the flower bed, … Continue reading God is in the Mess
I’m here to listen.
Do you ever feel like you obsess in the smallest things ?
It’s like we’ve put on a pair of microscope glasses.
Do you ever find yourself sucked into an un-winnable argument?
Sure, it seems innocent enough. You start exchanging points with someone, counter a few of their arguments with some of your own.