A couple of years ago the Kindergartener, who was 4 at the time, was relaying her version of the Easter story to me. It went like this: “Jesus died. They put him in a tomb. But, he rised!! And, then… he got married.” If Hollywood were writing the script this might be how it played…
Last week in the car, the ever inquisitive First Grader started talking about careers. She loved her teacher last year, she loves her teacher this year, and she just can’t imagine how anyone wouldn’t desire to be a teacher. Her: Why don’t you want to be a teacher? Me: Well, I just don’t think I…
Sometimes when I think too long or too hard about raising three daughters in this day and age, I start to feel panic. The technology, the culture, the expectations, all of the activities and transitions that lie ahead… it seems very daunting from this vantage point. Even with the 2nd Grader being just eight years…
This is a repost from three years ago. But, I could just as well have written it this morning. Sometimes we can look back at where we were and be disappointed that we haven’t overcome more of our own weaknesses. But, the great beauty of Easter is that even though we can’t get it right,…