Originally published in The Elberton Star and The Northeast Georgian, January 13, 2016. In a flurry of text messages, my book club girlfriends reminded me why we get along so well. Half of them didn’t realize the National Championship was happening Monday night either. In face, I was pretty pleased with myself for already knowing… Continue reading What the National Championship Can Teach Us About the Inauguration
I get accused of not playing with my kids very often. So at the risk of breaking my almost-37-year old neck, I played this weekend. By the end of Sunday afternoon they’d reduced the neighbor’s hill to ice and turned their cheeks the color of summer vine-ripened tomatoes. Ah, summer. Come on back now. As… Continue reading Beyond Snow Days, Chronic Illness, and All the What-ifs
We hit D.C. last week. Yes, again. Sometimes blessings fall at your feet and I’m trying to be good about picking them up. My mom arranged for us to receive tickets the lighting of the National Christmas Tree. The program is nationally broadcast (Hallmark channel this year) and features popular performers as well as a… Continue reading That Time My Kids Almost Slept Through the National Christmas Tree Lighting
Because that would lead to being up to no good, after all. My inbox has filled up today with advice on how to handle potentially volatile family dinner conversations tomorrow, and I’m not sure about your fam, but mine has always tended toward the loud and dramatic, so we already had a “no discussing” rule. We’ve… Continue reading I Solemnly Swear I am Up to No Thanksgiving Discussions
Dear Ann Voskamp, First of all, I just love you. I love that you dare to write in a way that breaks all the rules and resonates in all the souls. I love that you are raw and real and messy and glorious in your faith. I love that you always, always point back to… Continue reading Dear Ann Voskamp, How do you do it all?
On Monday I tweeted one of my favorite Bible promises. It was part of my daily reading in Dwelling Places and a flagship of my alma mater. “I lift my eyes to the hills/where does my help come from?/My help comes from the Lord, Creator of Heaven and Earth.” Psalm 121 #trust — Lindsey P. Brackett… Continue reading Wildfires and Not To-Do’s
This post was inspired by the warmup I gave myself commenting on my friend Hannah’s post today. You should know Hannah. She tall and gorgeous and we bond over caffeine and writers conferences and having unplanned pregnancies that send us to our knees. This is a common trend in most of my deep and abiding friendships.… Continue reading The Not To-Do List