Five-year-old Jamé was excited. This was going to be her first show-and-tell. Although not outgoing by nature, she looked forward to showing off her indigenous heritage to her classmates. On the big day, Jamé proudly put on the pink jingle dress her aunt had made for her. She wore moccasins and put a feather in her braided hair. To show the other children what powwow music sounded like, Jamé brought a little CD player. Too shy to dance, she simply played the music and then explained to her classmates what she understood about Native American traditions. This should have been a Continue Reading
Why My Definition of “Hater” is Changing (and Yours Might, Too)
I was trying to finish a task at work, but my introvert brain kept getting derailed by a phone conversation in the adjoining office. I closed my door so I could concentrate. This wasn’t the first time I’d done this, which is why my extroverted co-worker remarked, “You close your door because you hate me!” Somehow, her joke didn’t come across as humorous. If I need space, I “hate” you? Really? Like that scene at the office, the label “hater” in our politically correct culture is thrown around far too quickly—ironically, often by folks who otherwise object to name-calling. What Continue Reading
Two Modern Parenting Myths you can Dismiss (and What to do Instead)
Dropping off my son at practice one day, I had an epiphany--the kind that begins with, "Hey, wait a minute..." Jed had played Little League baseball earlier that year. In the fall, he was on the track team. Now he was heading into basketball season. All this despite our family guideline that each of our sons would limit themselves to one sport per school year. Evidently, youngest-child syndrome is a thing. Parents start out with clear principles and rules, but by the third child or so, we get tired and start compromising. Having said that, Jed's year of three sports was the Continue Reading
What We Need Most when Pain Foils our Plans
With my part-time teaching job, Christmas break should have been the perfect time for me to set some goals for 2019. That didn’t happen. I’ve done this goal-setting thing for the last several years—taking a look at various categories (physical, spiritual, financial and so on)—and forecasting what I’d like to achieve or improve in different areas. Goal-setting is not a bad thing. It can help with focus and intentionality. That said, life has a way of turning our best-laid plans upside-down, sometimes in subtle but powerful ways. So this New Year, I’m in that foggy, food-hangover, Continue Reading