Turning 40

I turn 40 on Saturday. Depending on your age, that may be REALLY old or quite young. I am quickly shifting into the latter category :). Milestone birthdays tend to make me reflective — like a New Year’s Day on steroids. I look back over the last decade, or two in this case, and think about the one to come. I went into each of the last two decades with specific plans and dreams, and God laughed. Silly girl! His plans, though sometimes more difficult, were always better, and never, ever what I expected. (note: the hyperlinks in here are to previous posts) When I turned 20, I was dating Dave. We were fairly serious. I knew he was the one, and he was slowly coming around to that fact. We were engaged that summer, and married a year after that. Here was my...

Haters Gonna Hate

Yes, I just quoted Taylor Swift (I have two teenage daughters, you know!) And while I don’t agree with a lot of T-Swift’s life philosophies, I am in full agreement that, with haters, we need to just “shake it off.” I am thinking about haters right now because I just deleted a venomous Facebook comment directed at some spectacular kids. It was nasty and rude and designed to not just bully, but to eviscerate. I am also thinking about haters because, as a teacher and a writer, I have been – and am – the target of some pretty rotten opinions and, sometimes, even outright lies. So what do you do when you’re on the “hated” side? Just how, exactly, do you “shake it off?” Know Who Defines Your Worth The...

I Do Not Think It Means What You Think It Means

I love the movie “The Princess Bride.” There are few movies that I can handle watching repeatedly – but that is one of them (along with anything starring Judy Garland, Gene Kelly, or Carey Grant). If you’ve seen it (and if you haven’t, you must!), you’ll remember the part when Inigo says, I’ve been thinking of that lately in relation to God. I hear and read about people who have rejected Him because He isn’t behaving in the way they think He should: God allowed something bad to happen to a loved one or to themselves, so they are “done” with Him.  Why would they serve a god like that? So they reject him, stop believing in him, write books and create documentaries about why rational people must do the...

Freedom from Worry

We worry about just about everything. We worry about how we look and what we weigh, we worry about getting sick, about getting hurt. We worry about being misunderstood, about letting people down. We start worrying early. We worry about getting good grades, graduating from high school, graduating from college, getting married, getting a job. Then we worry about our kids getting good grades, graduating from high school, graduating from college, getting married, getting a job….It never ends. And because we all do it, we justify it. We allow it. We even joke about it. But here’s the deal — worry is a sin. There are about a dozen verses with some version of “Do not worry” in them. Here are just a couple: “So do not  worry about tomorrow; for tomorrow...

How to Drive a High School Teacher Crazy

1. Ask, “Are we doing anything today?” every day. 2. When you miss a day, ask “Did we do anything yesterday?” 3. Every time your teacher introduces a new concept, ask “When will I need this in real life?” 4. Ignore the note on the Homework board, the information on the online lesson plan, and the repeated verbal reminders and react in shock and horror when you’re told to clear your desk for a test. 5. Assume all your teachers get together and plan how to make your particular life miserable. 6. Grab your backpack and stand by the door, like a prisoner waiting for his release, at least five minutes before the bell rings. 7. Ignore the directions for an assignment and then get angry when points are deducted for failing...

Resolved to Rejoice

I planned to write a first-post-of-the-year about how awful 2014 was. I had it all planned out in my mind: Lots of whining and “nothing is going my way” and “woe is me” stuff. Pretty powerful. Incredibly pathetic. But God has been working on me, and He has made me see that the problems with this year weren’t problems with my circumstances. They were problems with my attitude. Things aren’t going my way, and instead of dealing with that reality and accepting that the world does not revolve around Krista McGee, I have gotten angry. That self-centered anger has colored everything thing I’ve seen and done; it is like a hundred-pound weight that I have chosen to drag around everywhere, upset that it’s there, but refusing...