Writing a book is scary, people. It’s scary because you don’t know where to start or how you’ll finish. You might have a gazillion ideas but they refuse to be orderly and go where you tell them to. (Much like children.) Or you might sit …
I don’t know how May snuck out the back door so quickly but June is already unpacked and throwing a confetti of school events and pre-summer shenanigans in the Burr house. I’m trying to squeeze a couple extra doctors appointments, coffee dates, and writing deadlines …
I have two rules about food: You shouldn’t throw perfectly good food away. You should always throw away food that’s gone bad. Unfortunately, these two rules come into conflict more often than I care to admit. I mean, let’s start with the madness of expiration …
Martin Luther said, “Let’s build bridges, not walls.” We can layer our differences like so many bricks until we’re unable to see those with whom we disagree. Or…we can pick up the much more pliable construction material called common ground and use it to connect …
I’ve spent the last two years working on a book about the moon. and God. and you and me. I’m pretty much a moon fanatic, and all my time writing this book has only made me love the moon more. What I love about the …
There’s a danger in blogging no one told me about. It’s the same danger that plagues all teachers and leaders, those who are passionate about explaining truths and guiding others. Spoiler: the threat has nothing to do with freakishly large crocodiles or mutant caterpillars bent …
“Carrye?” A woman in comfortable boho style pants called into the waiting room, and I packed up my writing supplies to follow my new physical therapist into her spacious treatment room. She made small talk about what I was writing before launching into discussion about …
At the ripe age of 31, I think it’s pretty standard to ponder your recent insignificant regrets. Watching the tiny pot holes in my rear view mirror will hopefully keep me from making similar mistakes in the future. (Or all that staring in my rear …
There’s a saying that goes, “Don’t count your chickens before they’ve moved out of your house to live on their own.” (OK…so that’s not the phrase exactly, but it SHOULD be.) Sometimes I buy into the lie that parenting is a linear climb that’s supposed …
Have you heard the one about the pastor’s kid who is suspicious of Easter services? I know. Weird. As a church-grown adult with 30 Easter services under my belt, you’d think Easter and I would be best buds at this point. It’s not like the …