Human Again

There’s a saying where I come from that says, “They look like something the cat dragged in.” It’s not a compliment. Well, having a non-functioning thyroid makes you feel like “something the cat dragged in.” The thyroid is a butterfly shaped gland that regulates metabolism and energy levels. ┬áThis sounds like no big deal until it stops working. I know because my thyroid has lately decided to call it quits. My nurse practitioner had never seen thyroid lab values as out-of-whack as mine. One of those tests, the TSH, should be between 0.36 and 3.74. Mine was 69.5. She’s not sure how I was functioning at all. I guess she doesn’t know how stubborn I am. Since being diagnosed with…

A Tribute To (My) Grandparents

A Tribute To (My) Grandparents

          I love to watch kids with their grandparents. It doesn’t make sense.  You see, by kids’ normal standards, grandparents should be very uncool.  Their clothes are not the “in” name brand, and their cars are usually more practical than sporty.  They don’t know all the latest hip phrases, and their music selections are more oldies than cutting edge. Even during their teen years, when their parents have suddenly lost all their smarts, kids make an exception for their grandparents. It doesn’t matter that their knowledge of who’s who is decades out of date: they are still awesome. Take my own grandparents for example. My maternal grandfather was named Arvey Stafford (yes, ARVEY, not Harvey, not…

Same Old Same Old

Before Sunday evening prayer service, one our ministers allows people to share prayer needs with the congregation. We allow, even encourage, our children to speak their requests. My 2 daughters always name the same things: my older daughter’s skin condition and my chronic headaches. I am told they also name these same requests every Wednesday night in their Kids’ Bible Night classes. So recently my seven year old decided to save a little time. She raised her hand, waited to be called on, and then said, “Just the same old same old.” There was a pause, and then the adults in the congregation laughed out loud. This was funny on several levels. First, the way she said it was funny.…

What If The Preacher Acted Just Like You ?

My kids occasionally make the mistake of saying that they have to help out with something around the church or act a certain way because they are The Pastor’s Kids. They have learned that this is a bad idea because it rapidly earns them a lengthy lecture about how they are actually doing it because they’re an important part of the church, a contributing member, and a part of the body. It wouldn’t matter if they were a plumber’s kid or a doctor’s kid. If they are Christians then they are important, they should contribute, and their actions matter. Every member of the church body should be an integral, important, contributing part. So here’s a simple question everyone should ask…