sunday school

When I was around 17, I helped teach preschool Sunday School at my home church.

And I really truly loved doing it.

But I had a rebellious streak at least twenty miles wide and I was sure I wasn’t going to be doing any such churchy thing once I was on my own. . .

So when my sweet Grandmother mentioned to me one day as I was about to graduate high school that she wanted to be certain that her punch bowl came to me when she was gone, “for Sunday School parties,” I remember quickly changing the subject and thinking that my Sunday School days were numbered anyway.

baby me

baby me


And, for many years, my Sunday School days were over.

But, this past Sunday, twenty years later, with an overflowing heart, I signed up at our church for Highlands Kids, our awesome version of Sunday School, to again work with preschoolers and teach them that (as our statement says):

  1. God made me.
  2. God loves me.
  3. Jesus wants to be my best friend.

Oh my heart.

I am so excited and ready and joyful and just so thankful.

me and sara

Sara and me after church on Sunday


We have so much going on right now, with my health problems, my oldest child’s mental illness, and now my son has thrown some issues into the mix as well. The past month has not been kind and choosing joy has definitely taken lots of prayer (and tears).

And, being able to serve, even in a small way, is really important to me.

As I’ve been praying through the issues that have come to light with my son (stress!) and trying to get my head around my worsening RA, I’ve had the realization that, even though I definitely took the long way around and made things hard on myself in my younger years, and I have some complex problems to deal with right now, God truly has given me the life I dreamed of in many ways:

  • my wonderful husband, who is my very best friend
  • healthy children, including my sweet Sara, who is just my mini-bestie
  • our precious family, who are so supportive and good to us
  • our home that I just love, full of critters (and, oh, my Henry!)
  • our church that has become home (I am so grateful)
  • an amazing group of girlfriends to do life with
  • getting to teach natural health with my oils and health coaching
  • this space to write in. I always knew I wanted to be a writer, from the time I was in the 3rd grade.

Don’t misunderstand me; we still have many challenges we are facing right now, not the least of which is my health and disability situation. I haven’t lost touch with reality.

I’ve just realized that there are many blessings – and much redemption – in the midst of it all.

And as surely as God has brought us this far, He will continue to see us through.

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Be well, everybody.

Love and light. 💜❤️💚💛💙

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