Truth: I would not have wanted to parent my father when he was a child. He was a complete mess. As a toddler, he climbed over the fence and started to walk towards the circus. As a teenager, he rolled the car out of the garage and took it on a joy ride. He replaced … Continue reading
Author Archives: welderbeth
Welderbeth Gets an Office
(I wrote this last year but it never got posted last so I’m now sharing the saga and subsequent rescue out of the closet office.) I had a meeting a few weeks ago with my executive director (the big enchilada at our non-profit). It was about my office space at our satellite campus, where I just spend … Continue reading
You Are Clothed with Strength
To the beautiful women of DISC– I have a confession. I think I’m addicted to you. God planted you firmly in the soil of my heart quite some time ago, but every time I get to spend an afternoon with you, the roots of my love for you extend a little deeper. There is something … Continue reading
Finding the Kingdom of Heaven at Golden Corral
When Alex and I first moved to Dallas 7 years ago, we had a hard time getting plugged in to a church. We looked at all sorts of churches- mega, house churches, traditional, contemporary. It was quite overwhelming because Dallas just has so many churches. One of the churches that we visited during this time was called … Continue reading
A King and A Kingdom
I have a confession. A confession that will probably inflame friends on both sides of the ocean-sized aisle that separates the left from the right in America right now. Sometimes, I listen to Rush Limbaugh. I listen to him because he is, in a word, ridiculous. I cannot imagine that a personality that pompous is … Continue reading
My Very First Protest
About a month ago, on a Friday night, I drove to my friend Karen’s apartment and we car-pooled down to an elementary school in Oak Cliff, which is a neighborhood in south Dallas where several unarmed black men have been shot by Dallas police. We were responding to a facebook invite that we had gotten to … Continue reading
Family / Fun / Relationships
Dear Sabrina
Hi there, Cheerbrina- I first met you and your mom when you were a fuzzy-headed, anime-loving, Bratz-doll-playing about-to-be-6th-grader (Note to readers: The dolls she is holding are not Bratz dolls. Those were dolls that she received at a White Elephant Christmas party that will haunt her nightmares forever.) I loved hanging out with you because, … Continue reading
Dear Son: Treasure
Hi tootsies- This morning, you meandered out of your bedroom shortly before 8:00am, which is a miracle at our house. I was sitting on the couch and you joined me, sitting in your Superman underwear. While you ate your pretzel bagel, I watched you as you talked- so expressive with your face and your hands. … Continue reading
Don’t Mother-Teresa Me, Bro
I have a confession. I have a big head. I mean, physically, as in my head is ginormous for my relatively short, apple-shaped stature. In high school band, I always had to take the walk of shame to the boy’s line to get my already nerdy marching band hat (in case you’re counting, that would … Continue reading
Mexico City: Masters of MacGyver
(TRUTH: I have never actually the show MacGuyver. In fact, I had to google his name to make sure I was spelling it right. There is something intriguing to me about someone who can whip things out of their behind and save the world. Somedays, I feel like MacGyver (although without the annoying accent). Circumstances in … Continue reading
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