• Living Vertically

    If ; then

    If I’m meant to to listen to my heart and let my head figure it out later, then why is it such a long way from my head to my heart? No, seriously. We hear our calling in our heart; sometimes it feels like our gut. But it’s the thoughts of resistance that keep us from pursuing our calling –…

  • Our Kids, Our Family

    Most Likely To Get Someone Else Arrested

    Yesterday at school my sweet Riley was granted the esteemed honor of being named MOST ATHLETIC by the Middle School “Yearbook Most Committee” … which apparently determines the bestest and mostest of the most critical components of being in 8th grade. Peyton got Best Laugh Summer got Best Eyes Aine got Best Smile Two girls I don’t know were awarded…

  • Living Vertically

    every day, every day

    We decide what or who we allow to control us. Every day. We each allow someone or something to control us.  Good News: We choose what that is. That doesn’t mean we compromise or ignore or isolate.  It merely means we elevate the voice that leads us to a more vertical, freer presence with our self. It means we decide…

  • Living Vertically,  The Story

    Another Wild Ride

    Yehaaaaa!  Roller Coasters got nothin’ on 2011.  Good thing we love the ride and trust its maker with our life! Three family passings, and moment-by-moment opportunities to turn over our fear to our loving and creative God.  I don’t know where I’d find peace – as a parent of a traveling, far-away college athlete, a beautiful 13 year old who’s…

  • Living Vertically,  The Mystery of Marriage

    It Could Only Be God

    Today I honor my husband. One year ago today his decision changed everything. As magnificent head of our home and pillar of strength, he pulled in. He allowed it to happen.  He allowed God to invade deeper truths. We took time.  Weeks and weeks of study and prayer and growth. Sometimes painful and always holy.

  • Serving, Leading

    Leading through “What If”

    What if all my years in advertising agency management don’t belong in a box that I put on a shelf as I embark on this new journey of writing+God+women+growing? All those years of training in how people from myriad starting points can travel toward a beautiful new destination…    Shouldn’t I assume that those skills are exactly the tools I need…

  • Our Kids, Our Family

    Shoes Talking

    Recently, Steve and I hosted the middle school’s Wyldlife Club gathering in our home.  It was so fun and easy – we just had to feed the [fabulous] leaders and then stay very invisible.  Got it.  We kept ourselves out of sight during the entire 4.5 minutes that 50 kids arrived and scurried to the downstairs family room. Once the…

  • Our Kids, Our Family

    This Year’s Story

    Every Thanksgiving has story, right? And sort of a character all it’s own. Thanksgiving 2011 did not let us down.  My brother Mike and his wife Christine hosted their first Thanksgiving in their wonderful home; and with the size of our family, the commitment is daunting.  It starts with a tentative [timid] email to 40 people, presenting the idea of…

  • The Story

    Like Dew for Life

    Pastor Jim Cymbala uses a wonderful metaphor of the Holy Spirit of God settling on us like dew settles on the earth during those secret hours when nighttime brings it’s calm and cool. God’s Holy Spirit, coats us with a gentle presence, almost invisible to the eye, but nourishing and surprising.  It happens while we sleep and then first light…

  • Our Kids, Our Family,  The Mystery of Marriage

    Power Tools

    Something like six months ago I had a BUNIONECTOMY. It’s hard to decide which word is more ugly: bunion,  or its –ectomy. The kind and slightly-too-young surgeon used standard issue hardware to hold my metatarsal in its new place; redesigned to be straighter and more natural. Neat.  Power tools. (This makes my husband very happy and of the mind that…

  • Living Vertically,  Serving, Leading,  The Mystery of Marriage,  The Story

    Living Vertically

    Every day we get another chance to adjust our settings; turn the dials of our vision, our focus, our intention, our daily starting point. When we are overly focused (read: obsessed) on the person-to-person interactions, we are choosing to live horizontally. This often results in serious side-effects: frustrations, worries, expectations and, on good days certainly, even delightful joy and thrilling…

  • Living Vertically,  The Story

    Scandalous

    I got caught shoplifting when I was 18 years old. I know, I know.  REALLY late-bloomer.  The security guard’s cold hand clenched my left wrist as I attempted to leave the store without paying for the pair of jeans that hid in my bag.  The crime took place in a Hudson’s department store in 1980 in a middle-class suburb of…

  • Living Vertically,  Serving, Leading

    Always, constant, the one thing that never changes…

    Lots of folks have written smart expository about the greatest change agent in history. Jesus of Nazareth was the original agent of change.  God’s in the business of change.   Wait.  God’s in the BUSINESS of change.  Or better still:  God’s in the CHANGE business. For commercial and organizational success, we write wonderful books about Switching, Changing, and getting Good to…