In being a parent, I have found that my child’s most moody, anger-ball moments are reserved just for me.
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From I was little, if there was a job in the church (or any other area of life) that needed doing, and if there was any possible way that I could do it, I found myself being volun-told to do it.
After my first year of seminary, I went on pilgrimage to Iona in Scotland, Santiago de Compostela in Spain, and Taizé in France as part of a grant I received.
I remember leaving the hospital with our brand-new baby boy very vividly.
There was a time in my ministry when part of my vocation included teaching preschool chapel, 5 days a week. The schedule was set by the preschool director. It consisted of one story per week.
Todd, my husband, is what they call a “light sleeper.” Me, on the other hand, can sleep through a tornado.
One of my best friends growing up was my Grandma, Dorothy Ruth.
When my oldest daughter was in pre-school, we had a cute little saying we would say while driving on the way to school.
I, Kylie, the Youth Director, have three children. Naturally, with three children (ages 8 and 3.5-year-old twins) comes a lot of messes.
For one of the great people in the Bible, Moses sure does lack confidence.