Ready … or Not

Ready … or Not

“Are you ready?” I hear the question over and over–in the hallways of the middle school where I teach seventh grade English and History and from friends and family. What they want to know is if I’m ready to start a new school year. The answer?...
Faith Race

Faith Race

I hate running. I never choose to run. Ever. It’s painful. I can’t catch my breath. It’s painful. I hate it. So when my pastor, Aaron McRae’s, sermon focused on Hebrews 12:1-3, I was uncomfortable. Because the verse is about running. Not just down the hall for...
Surrender Means Seek Him

Surrender Means Seek Him

Yesterday surrender meant abandoning my plan book. I learned long ago not to keep lesson plans in ink. It’s better to plan with post-it notes so I can move them from day-to-day. And when they don’t stick anymore, I know that lesson isn’t going to...
Abide: Surrender

Abide: Surrender

Thirty-two years ago, I knew what to do and how to do it. When my husband, Van, and I moved from West Los Angeles to Rancho Cucamonga, I swooped into our new church and I began leading children’s ministries. After all, at twenty-six years old, I had two children of my...

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