Doing Something Wright

Note: I wrote this post last year, and was waiting for just the right time to post it...fast-forward a year and it is now or never. Enjoy! Every once in a while something completely random becomes a beloved tradition. What I've noticed over the years is that if something happens more than one year in a row, my children automatically deem it tradition. "But we do it every year, Mom!" Our family Thanksgiving 2017 We have several traditions in our family. Some have happened accidentally; some have happened on purpose. We have a Thanksgiving tradition that happened completely by accident! My kids call this tradition "The One Batch of Fudge." The Backstory "The One Batch of Fudge" comes from my family's fondness for fudge at Christmas time. (I know, you thought I was going to tell about a Thanksgiving tradition. Bear with me, I'm getting there.) My mom made fudge every year at Christmas when I was growing up. When I was about...

Wouldn’t it be great if God would just create a big, flashy neon sign that said “Do this thing!”? I could sure use one of those signs now! Decisions are hard. Adulting is hard. (Also, where was the word “adulting” when I was younger...it amazes me that one word can sum up life, but I digress.) Life here on earth is hard. My life over the last month has felt like it has been imploding, one loss or major change at a time. I know life isn’t truly imploding, more like rearranging, but it feels hard. I know there is no big neon sign telling me what to do next, but I do think perhaps there are lots of little signs. We just have to look for them. They’re not one big neon sign...They are words of wisdom from a friend who has an outside view of our situation. They are scripture that comes to mind. They are closed doors and open windows. They are the still, quiet voice that comes when you just stop and breath. They are lots of little signs that together make up the bigger picture. I’m lo...

I recently celebrated my birthday! I’m 42! (As a fantasy/sci-fi geek, this is a big deal!) I set a big health goal for myself on my 41st birthday...42 pounds by 42! My lack of a plan to make '42 by 42' happen resulted in me gaining 8 pounds in 3 months! I was so unhealthy when I started this journey. Embarrassingly unhealthy! Like, couldn't reach down to put on my socks or tie my shoes, ankles that looked like tree trunks anytime I traveled, panting my way up one flight of stairs, and looking like a drunken elephant when I tried to get up off the floor. (Yes, you can laugh at that! God loves it when we laugh, even at bad jokes!) Going into 2019 I decided to focus on one of our church's core convictions, Pursue Health. Our statement for this core conviction is as follows: Because healthy things grow, we want to strive for health in all parts of our lives and relationships in order to complete the journey God has given us. So I set out to Pursue Health and by my...