Thursday, October 29, 2015

when you are wrestling

As I write, I can hear the kids wrestling with their daddy in the basement.  There is giggling and squealing with delight and an occasional desperate cry to 'LET ME UP!'

I have been wrestling.

Unlike my kids I have more of a tendency to demand my release than to laugh and have fun.

Tuesday, October 20, 2015

the unlikely place where love is found

Have you ever compared yourself to someone else?
I never do that.

That's a lie.

I've compared myself to others and come out on top.
I've compared myself to others and come out on the bottom.
And I've landed everywhere in between.

It's a slow and painful death to our spirits.