For the past several months I have been thinking about privilege and what that means and what that looks like. Four men helped shape my thoughts and I want to share them with you. This post is longer than usual so grab yourself a cup of java - or stiff drink. Man #1 – He grew up in West Texas and lists his birthplace as "in Mitchell County in a farmhouse by a creek.” He and his brother spent their days as elementary age boys picking cotton in their bare feet. At night, they would lay on the Keep Reading...

It’s Wednesday but I’m still thinking about last Saturday. Why last Saturday? Well, last Saturday was the day I watched my brother, Glen, push his wheelchair 13.5 miles to Pikes Peak in Colorado – for the 6thtime. I watched from the driver’s seat of his truck as I followed him for five and a half hours. Five and a half hours of him hitting the rims of his wheels with his palms. Each time he made contact with the wheels, he was a few feet closer to the top of the mountain. The 14,115 foot tall Keep Reading...

To all the parents sending their kids off for the first time. Whether you are sending them off to pre-school, kindergarten, junior high, high school or college, take a breath. They’ll be okay. You’ve prepared them for this. Let me warn you, the first day your little one straps on a backpack that is almost as big as them and walks into their pre-school classroom is as difficult as moving them into their dorm room 15 years later. As parents, we anticipate each “stage” with trepidation. A few Keep Reading...

This year I was at a conference with about 1200 women and it was the last session on the last day. I was making my way back into the auditorium when I felt someone grab my arm and say, “Excuse me.” I turned around and came face to face with a woman I did not recognize. “You probably don’t remember me,” she said. Her face didn’t give me a hint of who she was. And I felt bad. I scrubbed my brain for a hint. “Two years ago, in the prayer room, you prayed with me.” Still scrubbing my Keep Reading...