Just over a decade ago, there was a top women’s tennis player whose serve was out of control. Early in her professional career, Elena Dementieva suffered a shoulder injury that prevented her from serving properly. After she recovered from the injury, she couldn’t get her service motion back. It seemed to be psychological as much... Continue Reading →
Who came up with the saying, “Waiting for the other shoe to drop?” Did there used to be a lot of people throwing pairs of shoes up in the air? And was it common for one of the shoes to go higher, and therefore take longer to fall back to earth? Some research may be... Continue Reading →
Lately, I have been giving a lot of thought to the generational differences I observe in those who are younger than I am. I find it is easy to criticize them because their values and culture seem different from my own. But criticism is rarely constructive or instructive. I believe that God wants me to... Continue Reading →
When my alarm went off on Thursday morning, I was discouraged to realize that I felt just as unwell as I had when I had fallen asleep the night before. I hit snooze, and took a couple of Tylenol before putting my head back on the pillow. It was the third day in a row... Continue Reading →
I spent last weekend being Daddy’s Girl. It is one of my favorite roles in life. As we were working together, my father commented on a radio ad he had heard. The point of the advertisement had been that the company could take care of household repairs so that fathers could spend their weekends with... Continue Reading →
Honor. That word became part of my regular vocabulary when I entered a military academy, at age seventeen. All these years later, I’ve spent the week contemplating what it actually means. A recent edition of Imprimis shared a speech by Senator Tom Cotton of Arkansas. He spoke of his service with the Army at Arlington... Continue Reading →
I don’t like conflict or confrontation. I much prefer to retreat, hide, and hope things will blow over. Often the conflict in my life is of my own making because I don’t think before I speak. Still, if I can see that I am at fault, it is easier to take than when someone’s anger... Continue Reading →
I thought Memorial Day Weekend would be a good time to revisit this post from early January. I didn't intend to take this week off from blogging, but I have been sick. Still, I worked 36 hours of the work week. The same responsibilities that kept me from calling out sick, also made it a... Continue Reading →
Recently, I learned that an old friend had married. My initial response was to be quite happy and excited for her. It appears that she found a man who has a heart for God, and who also sees how great she is. It didn’t take long, though, before my initial joy turned to an unsettled... Continue Reading →
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