Read part one here. Thanks to Breathe Writer’s Conference for publishing this story–my story about discovering I was a writer. Are you a writer? Check your nametag. You might be surprised. 🙂 To learn more about writing, why not come to the Breathe...
Thanks to Breathe Writer’s Conference for publishing this story–my story about discovering I was a writer! Are you wondering if you might be a writer, too? Why not look into coming to Breathe with me on October 7-8, where I will lead a lunch forum, titled,...
This past week, I led a breakout session at the Speak Up Conference, titled “Self-Promotion: Greedy or Godly”. And what a perplexing, complicated topic it is–especially for bloggers, writers, and speakers. Even as I wrote the first sentence of this...
To my married and dating friends, I offer these suggestions from my vast history as a Control Girl. Over the past twenty-five+ years, I’ve found these to be the five most effective ways to ruin Valentine’s Day. Or not. It’s really your choice. 1....
I am so excited to announce that I have just signed a contract with Kregel Publications for my book, Control Girl: Putting God in Charge of Your Happy Ending. Rejoice with me!! I can’t wait to see what God will do! If you’ve followed my timeline, you know...
The first time I was asked to speak, it was with my mom. We were to present to the young moms group at our church on the joys of motherhood. Mom was a bit uncomfortable with the idea; I was elated. She decided that for her part, she would interview a bunch of other...
A little less than a year ago, I announced to the world with great joy and exuberance that I was “expecting”–not a baby, but my first book!! My manuscript’s due date was June 15, and I already had the name picked out: Control Girl: Putting God...
During one particular sports season, my son Cole complained that his coach screamed more at him than anyone else on the team. And from what I was hearing on the sidelines, I decided he might be right! I constantly heard my son’s name being screamed across the...
The day Ken and I got home from our honeymoon, we went grocery shopping together. When we got to the checkout, the bagger asked, “Paper or plastic?” (Back then, they used to ask you this.) We responded simultaneously.”Paper,” I...
“Your destination is on the right,” my GPS announced from its perch on the dashboard. “It is?” I asked out loud. I was on a country road in the middle of nowhere. And I was supposed to be at a church. Speaking. In 10 minutes. I was already...