For a long time the worship song, Here I am to Worship used to be my go to prayer-language-phrase.  It was the phrase I found myself writing in prayer journals over and over again.  It was the phrase I heard myself repeating to God when there was nothing else to say.  It was the sentiment I felt most drawn to when it seemed the truth was more aligned with 'here I am having screwed things up Lord.'Acknowledging the here & now is the hardest part, isn't it?  At least that's why I stuff in a … [Read more...]

Speak no Evil?

My son came home laughing.  His friend’s mother swore while driving him home when another driver was rude, then apologized and said, “I don’t suppose that happens in your family.”“No it happens sometimes,” he said, “but not that much because my mom’s such a bad driver that she’s used to people being mad at her so she can’t swear all the time.”Sigh.It’s true.  I’m a terrible driver.  And I also curse occasionally.  Why?  Other than the fact that I have little self-control over my tongu … [Read more...]



After it's all said and done, I'll be with Jesus.After I have all these shiny daubles and red-bottomed shoes, I'll be with Jesus.After I pour out my life as a drink offering, I'll be with Jesus.After I seek and pine and beg and clamor my way towards recognition, I'll be with Jesus.After I lay down my life for these babies of mine, I'll be with Jesus.After I lie, cheat & steal for a little earthly comforts, I'll be with Jesus.After I dirty my knees in copious prayer … [Read more...]

Run Baby Run

Kai running

Last summer, I dreaded the prospect of living with 2 teenage high school girls.  Between hormones, pimples, potential boy/girl drama and the stress of honors classes, the likelihood for bedlam in our home was huge.  I especially worried how the  transition might overwhelm Kai as she became a freshman—and how her stress and unhappiness would increase my stress and unhappiness.To my surprise, it’s been awesome!  Apart from the grace and goodness of Jesus, there’s one reason:  cross-coun … [Read more...]

How to Make a Barbie Princess Cake

In honor of my daughter Kai's 15th birthday this week, I'm re-posting my most popular blog post that I wrote on for her 13th birthday.1.    Swallow hard and buy a Barbie, even if your feminist mores make you morally opposed to Barbies.  A Barbie of any ethnicity will do—I have used every single kind.2.     Strip her naked, raise her arms above her head as if in abject surrender, hold her upside down so her hair flops above her head and wrap her head and hair in plastic wrap, makin … [Read more...]

Zip My Lips

I’m a little critical.  OK.  A lot critical.  I blame it on being Chinese.  If the Bible writes “Spare the rod, spoil the child,” the Chinese version would be “I criticize you because I love you.”  So for our Lenten discipline, some friends and I decided to do the Love Dare with our husbands.  Each day, we were supposed to follow the dare of the day.  I got stuck on Day 5 Ask your spouse to tell you three 
things that cause him or her to be 
uncomfortable or irritated with you.
  You must do so … [Read more...]

Lent Success! (For My Kid, Not Me)

My daughter gave up chocolate for Lent.  This amazed me for many reasons:She’s not the sort of kid who so far has evidenced any desire to give up anything for Lent. She’s a foodie She’s an incredible baker who’s constantly churning out treats that make my losing weight New Year’s resolution nigh near impossible She’s so slim that she can eat all the chocolate she wants with no consequences (yes, go ahead and hate her, several of us feel the same way)When Ash Wednesday rolled around … [Read more...]

My Kids are Rotten, Just Like Me

And then! Oh, the noise! Oh, the Noise!Noise! Noise! Noise!That's one thing he hated! The NOISE! NOISE! NOISE! NOISE!--Dr. Seuss, How the Grinch Stole ChristmasKids create noise.  Especially if they’re siblings.  Especially if there’s more than one of them.  And it gets worse as they get bigger.  With their big hulking bodies and bigger vocal cords and bigger chaos from bigger conflicts, I just get overwhelmed.  Just like the Grinch, I can’t take the noise, noise, noise noise. … [Read more...]