We bought a fixer upper that may as well have been time capsuled in 1972. In addition to some groovy wallpaper, our house came with bees, bats, rats and birds. Even those things weren’t enough to deter us however, and after several months our house was in much better shape. One night, the kids were … Read more
Neither of us is particularly deferential. We both like to win—a lot. It’s aaaaaalmost a competition between us to determine who is more strong-willed. . .imagine that ring of purgatory, will you?
21 years ago, we took a premarital inventory as part of our marriage preparation. When we met with the priest to review our answers, he told us that we scored a B on compatibility.
Before I was married, I would stand at the table pondering what advice I should give the couple, usually trying to conjure up something funny I had heard in a movie.
For Christians, we have a perfect Father in heaven. He loves us without condition in our sinful and unworthy state. In his goodness and mercy, he has given us holy men who have been fathers, father figures, and spiritual fathers throughout the ages.
Mom’s words so often spring from my mouth, before I’ve had the chance to stuff them back down.
If you ever feel that the walls are caving in within your house, go camping!
We stood in the lines, got the goods, and we were ready to chow down. Our children are always very good at reminding the family to say a quick prayer when we go out to eat. They really are our path to heaven.
Typically, we always have a plan, but yesterday, we knew we needed time with just the family, a little room to run off some energy, and a lot of vitamin D, so we headed out seeking those things and without a specific goal in mind.
One of the worst things I could think of was a change that was thrust up on me. I was so attached to my own comfort zone—the good and the bad—that choosing to let go of the known was unthinkable.