Tag: anxiety

Why Rest May Be the Best Christmas Gift for Your Weary Soul

A few years ago my doctor quizzed me on how many hours of sleep I was getting. She said she was convinced sleep was more important than we realize for staying healthy. I probably said something glib about “8 hours,” though it was more…

When Holiday Busyness Distracts, Battle Back

Happy weird week between Thanksgiving and December 1st! Maybe you’ve been more productive than I have, but I’ve treated it like the calm before the storm. I didn’t even do Cyber-Monday shopping like I normally do, opting instead to grab my dog and go…

10 Ways to Say “Be Careful” and Other Mom-ventures in Trust

OH MY WORD, my son is hauling himself around the suburbs as a newly licensed driver this summer, and I’m having an out-of-body experience. It’s like I’m reliving all at once the angst of Kindergarten drop-off, the first day of sleep-away camp, and the…

3 Things to Remember When You Feel Discouraged

Know what the soundtrack of my life is right now? The rhythm of a nail gun and the whine of a power saw. Yep, we’re in the middle of a renovation project that’s got me living out my HGTV dreams.  I was telling a…

When You Face Tough Truth, Let Joy Make You Strong

“You need to put your armor on. You’re going out there spiritually naked.”   Ouch. Spiritually naked? Me? I had just confided to a ministry veteran that I was battling terrible doubts and anxiety every time I shared my writing online. Tottering out there…

everybody stresses out. here’s why I say bring it on.

Does your “To Do” list look anything like mine? Sandwiched between get groceries and take kids to practice is one little word that’s got me stress-eating mint chocolate chip ice cream and avoiding my desk at all costs: Taxes. I even use a CPA now…

confessions of the world’s worst barista

Note to 1995-coffee-house self:  NO MATTER WHAT, ALWAYS PUT THE  CARAFE BACK UNDER THE AUTODRIPPER BEFORE YOU PRESS “ON.” Even if that old crank with the bad hair fusses that her bagel is charring in the toaster, even if your boyfriend is chatting you…

It’s Not About the Bread: A 10-minute Devo to Calm Your End-of-School-Year Stress

Yesterday, my daughter and I hunted like mad for her cellphone, so convinced she left it at school (grrrrrrr) that we overlooked it three times in an obscure backpack pocket (oops).  This morning, she left her breakfast behind while scrambling to get to an…