For your mother, your wife, your sister, your BFF, or even for yourself (just forward this baby right along ;)... We've put together a quick and easy gift guide just for you. Check out our ideas below, and if you think we've missed something great, we'd love to hear it. Love and hugs to all the moms. xoxo.
- Jen Wise
Is anyone else tired of hearing about Donald Trump? I mean the guy is EVERYWHERE. News stories, memes, FB posts, viral videos, tweets, and even my kids’ drawings—I can’t escape the guy. Clearly he has a knack for stealing the spotlight—not a bad thing when you’re running for president. The coverage is overwhelming, in part because for every avid Trump fan, there seems to be an equally avid Trump-hater. And no, I didn’t mean to say “Kasich supporter” or “democrat”—I quite literally mean a Trump-hater.
- Katie Koranda
I dreamed that I was at my grandparent’s house in upstate New York. They were dead, just like they are in real life. I was rummaging through cupboards, frantically trying to find a memento of their life.
“Where is the glass jar with Snoopy on it that she kept instant coffee in?!” I yelled to my sisters.
The house was mostly empty. I couldn’t find anything. I was crushed.
Let me just be honest: the entire premise of this post is based on a Tracy Jordan quote, so if that is going to bum you out, you know where to click.
Over the years, I’ve been a part of all kinds of different Christian churches. Big and small. Modern and traditional. Churches with big buildings and moving lights, and churches that meet in living rooms. There is one pattern though that remains unaffected by the style of church: there are certain holidays when people are more inclined to give church a chance — and when the regular attenders are sure to be in attendance. Christmas, definitely. Easter for sure. But you’ll notice that we don’t see this same phenomenon on Good Friday.
While this birthday won’t confer any special privileges like voting rights, adult beverages, or Presidential eligibility – each passing year does bring about a deeper regard for the brevity of life. It’s natural, for me anyway, to take an annual personal inventory. Where am I in comparison to this time last year? And so on.
As I get older, I’m trying to be more intentional. I want past experience to inform future decisions – chief among them is deciding what to keep and what to throw out.
Every morning, I stand in a circle with my coworkers as we rattle off prayer requests.
It’s a practice that I’ve never experienced at a workplace, and I like it. I like knowing what’s going on with the people I work with, and standing with them in solidarity -- in the good and the bad -- and bringing everything before God.
But I have to be honest. It’s also really hard for me....