I spend a lot of time thinking about thoughts. My thoughts -- and everybody else’s thoughts. Especially their thoughts about me. I like to convince myself that I’m good at “reading people. ” Which is a fancy way of saying, “I’m pretty sure I know what you’re thinking, even though you haven’t told me in actual words.
Do you know anyone who’s notoriously difficult to get on the phone? Maybe somebody who, when you’re trying to get a hold of them, you call their spouse first? I confess, I’m usually “that guy. ” .
Have you ever stood behind somebody in line who was making a big fuss? A few weeks ago, I had the privilege of standing within shouting distance of somebody in the grocery store who, I have to admit, was delivering an impressive dressing-down of not just the grocery store she happened to be in, but the larger corporate entity that made...
“Look for the hardest decision to make. That’s usually the right one. ” I’ll never forget hearing my dad drop that truth bomb on me on a quiet car trip. I don’t even remember the context, but I remember the deep clarity it brought me.
How often do you wish that God’s direction for your life was clearer? If you’re anything like me, you feel that way most of the time! I often find myself asking God to make his will for my life so obvious that I couldn’t possibly miss it.
I recently posted a particularly goofy photo of my wife and our cat on Instagram. Friends and family "liked" it, and a few commented on it, affirming its goofiness. It was all fine and good. Then, another comment threw my day off a little bit. "Awesome shot! Great job," a random account posted.
On Episode 7 (Season 2) of the Real Talk Podcast, Kara suggested an experiment – put together a playlist of the 10 most influential songs of your life. We gave it a shot, and you can find our individual playlists and explanations below. We want to see your "Musical Life" playlist as well!.
"Ike! Get away from the window!" I can still hear my mom's voice as I pressed my head against the glass and watched the incoming storm. As a kid, there was something mesmerizing about the old trees in my yard swaying back and forth as the sky turned odd shades of blue, green, and gray.
My niece and nephews gathered around me with wide eyes, waiting to see what mysterious “treat” I was about to unearth from the depths of my purse. Knowing there would be some waiting around at this family wedding, and knowing how hard waiting is for kids, I came prepared.
I stared at the needle on the table, waiting for the doctor to come back in the room. It took a few minutes longer than I expected, so I snapped a quick photo and sent it to my boyfriend, along with an appropriate caption and wide-eyed emoji, “Soo.