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Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas!

Wishing you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year!

My wish for you is a happy holiday season spent with loved ones, filled with laughter, blessed with peace. Thank you to all eight of my post subscribers 🙂 I’m grateful for your friendship and your support–each one of you holds a special place in my heart. May you always be blessed with family and friends and love. And may the knowledge of God’s gift to us–a baby born in Bethlehem–bring you comfort and joy.

Much love,


Small but still significant

Small but still significant

Do you have to be a brain surgeon or a rocket scientist to make a difference? Do you have to be a super model or a movie star to be admired? Do you have to be a millionaire to be successful?

The world says yes, but God says no.

There are some who are meant to create wonderful inventions, make huge discoveries, solve grand mysteries. There are many more  who are meant to do smaller, but not less important, things.

Saint Therese was born Marie-Francoise-Therese Martin on January 2, 1873. Her life was short and small and sickly, but her life was significant. She saw herself as a small wildflower, unnoticed by most but treasured by God as he treasures even the smallest flowers in the field.

St Therese

“I understand how all the flowers God has created are beautiful, how the splendor of the rose and the whiteness of the lily do not take away the perfume of the violet or the delightful simplicity of the daisy. I understand that if all flowers wanted to be roses, nature would lose her springtime beauty, and the fields would no longer be decked out with little wild flowers. So it is in the world of souls, Jesus’ garden. He has created smaller ones and those must be content to be daisies or violets destined to give joy to God’s glances when He looks down at His feet. Perfection consists in doing His will, in being what He wills us to be.” – St. Therese

Just because you do not find the cure for cancer does not mean that you are insignificant …

… to the girl eating alone at the lunch table that you befriend—you are a rock star.

… to the patient who receives blood that you donate —you are a lifesaver.

… to the boy being bullied that you stand up for—you are a hero.

… to the person you lift from depression just by being her friend—you are an angel.

I remember one awful, premenstrual day when I was sixteen, working in an ice cream store on a quiet Sunday afternoon. I don’t remember WHY it was so terrible, just the hopeless, terrible way I felt. Like nothing was right. Like nothing would ever be right.

A man, maybe thirty years old, probably the only customer all afternoon, came in for ice cream. He must have sensed my inner teenage misery. After I gave him his ice cream and his change, he simply smiled and, with much compassion, said, “It’s going to be okay.”

My eyes blurred. Something within me shifted. I had never seen him before and never saw him again. I honestly thought he was an angel … maybe he was.

The kindness of a stranger.

It is in our everyday interactions with others and our simple acts of kindness that we make a difference.

Here are some suggestions:

  • Share a smile
  • Say hello
  • Listen instead of judging
  • Find the positive in a difficult situation
  • Choose kindness over popularity
  • Donate time, knowledge, labor, or blood

These are only a few. Leave me a comment with more suggestions.

And in this holiday season, remember the child who was born in the little town of Bethlehem. Not in a castle, but in a manger. Not to a wealthy king, but to a carpenter. Not to be insignificant, but to save the world.

May you and your family know the joy and peace of Jesus this Christmas and always.

A Letter to Teenagers

A Letter to Teenagers

My dear teenager,

I remember the teenage years. Some of the details are fuzzy, but the emotions are still very clear.

You are at an amazing point in your life. Amazing, but at the same time, uncertain and stressful and scary. You’re not quite grown up yet, but you’re facing adult situations—career decisions, relationships, peer pressure, and more.

So. Much. More.

I drove my daughter and her friend to school this morning. When we got there, I couldn’t decide if I should let them out of the car or bring them back home with me.

Ambulances, police, fire engines, and a LifeFlight helicopter.

A child tried to end his life in the school stairway.

As a mother, my heart aches, cries, grieves.

I grieve for the mother and father. I can only imagine the shock, the fear, and the sorrow you are going through. My prayers are for your healing and for his, for your strength in the coming days, weeks, and months,  and for God’s peace that surpasses all understanding.

I grieve for his fellow students. Some of you wonder – why didn’t I see this coming? Don’t be hard on yourself, but do be there for this boy when he comes home. He’ll need your love and acceptance.

I grieve for the child who was in so much pain he could see no other way out.

The pain of growing up is real. Physical even. Anxiety and heartache can make your head, your heart, your chest, and your stomach hurt. You’re too young for a heart attack, but your pain can sometimes feel like one.


Breathe in and breath out.

And know that you are not alone.

This truly is a broken world, but that doesn’t mean that life is hopeless. We can pick up each other’s pieces. We can put them back together. We can make our corner of the world kinder and wiser and stronger.

Friends … be kind. Please don’t gossip. Don’t taunt or bully or belittle.

Parents … hug your children—even if they roll their eyes. Especially if they roll their eyes. Drop everything and listen when they want to talk to you. Be their biggest cheerleader. Love them unconditionally.

Teenagers … hug your parents. (Moms and dads need hugs too.) Talk to them. If they’re having their own difficulties and can’t be there for you, talk to someone else. Grandparents, friend’s parents, friend, teacher, pastor, God. YOU ARE NOT ALONE, even when you’re certain you are. And trust me. TRUST ME. There is nothing in this world that is worth leaving it before God says it’s time.

He has plans for you. Things for you to do. People for you to meet. Hands for you to hold. Things for you to see. He has sunrises and sunsets, the breeze in your hair, the sun on your back, the warmth of the earth, His grace and His love and His peace. He made you. He loves you. He has a purpose for you.

Don’t give up.

Hugs and much love … Kim