Why Flying Makes Me Apologize

Why Flying Makes Me Apologize

I love traveling. Seeing new places and experiencing new “worlds” is really one of my favorite things. If I owe anyone an apology about this, it’s myself because my Type A, planner personality almost never leaves me enough time to just stare at the...
I’m Not Sorry to Call Myself a Writer

I’m Not Sorry to Call Myself a Writer

During Annalyn’s birthday party over the weekend, a couple of the moms stayed for the fun. As we watched the girls run around the backyard, spraying silly string at each other and giggling, the conversation made its way to jobs and taxes and commutes. (I know....
What About When You Really Mess Up?

What About When You Really Mess Up?

I saw a friend after church and stopped by to say, “hello.” She hugged me and mentioned that she’s been reading my series about “Not Sorry.” As we chatted I kept looking down the hallway toward a screeching child, trying to determine if...
When Jonah Wasn’t Sorry

When Jonah Wasn’t Sorry

Then God said to Jonah, “Is it right for you to be angry because the plant died?” “Yes,” Jonah retorted, “even angry enough to die!” Then the Lord said, “You feel sorry about the plant, though you did nothing to put it there. It came quickly and died quickly. But...

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