There are seasons in nature and seasons in life. Spring, with its budding trees and revival of green grass signifies the hope of summer—a time of great rejoicing for most Minnesotans. Fall is a bountiful season with its many colors, but hints of another season—winter. Winter is not, usually, a Read more…
The babe that would become our savior completes the cycle, and we remember it during our modern day Easter season. This is the season we recall He died for all of us, but would have died just for you if no one else lived. That’s a concept difficult for me Read more…
I gave birth five times. My husband and I started to get the hang of things after a while. My first birth involved back labor, lack of sleep, August heat, and my own inexperience and youth. Not fun. The second labor was totally different. I didn’t want my husband hanging Read more…
Welcome to the ladies from Riverdale Church in Andover, Minnesota, who signed up for my blog recently! I look forward to connecting with you here. How is everyone? I have been really lax about posting blogs, I know. Several people have strongly suggested I get more consistent with it, and Read more…
I recently planned a party I couldn’t attend and hoped it would turn out all right. My mom now lives in a nursing facility, and I couldn’t travel the two hours to see her on her birthday due to another commitment, so I made a plan. I asked my dad Read more…
It’s high school graduation party season. And it doesn’t just involve ham sandwiches, potato salad and cake. Guiding our teens toward good choices, again, but this time one that will, hopefully, be a choice that cements them in one place for four years and boosts them beyond for a Read more…
When our fourth son was two years old, we were told he’d probably never speak and most likely have to be institutionalized. Today he is a college graduate. How can this be? In the 2nd chapter of John, Mary approaches Jesus at the wedding in Cana. She tells him, Read more…
Recently a mom in Argentina gave birth for the fifth time. The mother, Analia Bouter, was handed a death certificate instead of her daughter. The baby was whisked away to the morgue. After 12 hours, this grieving mother and her husband were finally given access to view their child. Read more…
Do you hear the rumble of flak in the distance? The “Mommy Wars” have intensified. One side of the political arena made a controversial comment about a mom on the other side of the aisle. And everything exploded. May I say, as a mom that has mostly been a Read more…
“Teach us to fly, Momma!” my grandchildren plead when they are seeking attention. I watch, engrossed, as my daughter-in-law begins the familiar routine. “Hold out your arms,” she gently coaches. “Now, wave them up and down.” She watches their little arms begin flapping. “Good! Now faster, faster!” And my Read more…