Anticipating Joy
“Anxiety is anticipated terror. Hope is anticipated joy.” I heard theologian Jürgen Moltmann say this to fellow theologian Miroslav Volf on a podcast a long time ago. For some reason,…
“Anxiety is anticipated terror. Hope is anticipated joy.” I heard theologian Jürgen Moltmann say this to fellow theologian Miroslav Volf on a podcast a long time ago. For some reason,…
In our household, we have to fight the urge for each of us to withdraw from one another on our individual devices. We have to challenge ourselves to move our…
When Penny was younger, I resisted setting goals for her. The early years of her life were full of measurements and yardsticks and a sense of "falling short" of developmental…
This Christmas, I felt like Peter and I were living out our own version of the O. Henry short story, The Gift of the Magi. Do you know it? This…
Penny started planning for her Sweet Sixteen three years ago. It was the topic of many a family walk—who would be invited, what the menu would entail, how we would…
Marilee recently taught me the idea of “jomo.” It’s the opposite of FOMO. FOMO is the fear of missing out. JOMO is the joy of missing out. For better or…
Just a little peek behind the curtain of this little life of ours. Some of it is tidy. Some of it is beautiful. Some of it is in disarray. And…
There are lots of new people in this space lately, so I wanted to pause for a minute and introduce myself and share a few things I love: I love…
5 sure signs of middle age: —Our teenagers tuck me into bed every night. —Comfort matters so much more than fashion. —Our kids provide regular advice on how to be…
In 2019 I wrote a series of posts on gratitude. This year I'm returning again to the truths I wrote in that series two years ago, such as: Thanksgiving is…