The Two Sides of Pride

prideEver feel like you fall short of the mark? Miss your best moments? Never make the cut. Always come in last?

Feel free to substitute any other heart-hollowing cliché for the few above. They all mean the same thing—You’re not good enough. And maybe you never will be.

I grew up in a time when parents were told to shower children with a stream of self-esteem, pep-talk pat-on-the-backs.

Be all you can be. You can do anything you put your mind to. Hard work equals success. If you do the right thing, everything will work out.

But what happens when all you can be isn’t enough or your mind reaches farther than reality or your hard work only leaves you running in place while your right choices lead to chaos and dead ends? READ THE REST AT KATHYIDE.COM (I’m hanging out there today)

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How to Wait on God Without Losing Faith

waitPlease, God, open up a decent spot. Tapping the steering wheel, I circled the local Walmart for the twelfth time, the need to hurry cramping my stomach. Couldn’t leave Kyle alone too long. What if something happened to him while I was gone?

I muttered the prayer a few more times, took a few more laps, but the only spot God opened in the rain-drenched, puddled parking lot was so far past left field that if the asphalt had been built for baseball the remote corner would never see a player.

Wishing I’d made a better choice in footwear, I glanced at my sandaled feet and parked. The wind blew the trees in front of my windshield so hard there was no chance I wouldn’t be soaked in cold rain the second I stepped from the shelter of the car. Tears filled my eyes. “God, seriously? You couldn’t even find me one stupid spot today of all days?”

I wanted to go home. But Kyle wanted donuts, the bakery had already closed, and since donuts were the one food my nineteen-year-old son kept down during this phase of chemo, that’s what he was getting. With or without God’s divine intervention. READ THE REST ON CROSSWALK.COM…

 

Looking for more posts like this?

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When the World Expects More Than You Can Give

picThe sun is up. The house is still. The clock ticks off the morning until it’s closer to lunchtime than to breakfast.

I’m in bed, covers over my head, curled around my body pillow, my cat asleep against me.

Not because I stayed up too late the night before or because it’s my one morning to sleep in or because I haven’t had a do-nothing day in weeks. I had one yesterday, the day before, and the day before that. My month has been packed solid with do-nothing days.

I should be doing laundry, cleaning my bathroom, making a much needed grocery run, checking my daughter’s homework, calling about a prescription for my son, editing a client’s chapters, and starting my new book—or at least returning my writing partner’s frustrated texts.

But I can’t…READ THE REST ON CROSSWALK.COM.

 

see also: Twelve Tips When You’re Drowning, Black Hole Moments, Life is Messy and if you’d like to read about our journey as a family with my son’s cancer, see The Surviving the Storm Series.

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