About two weeks after the kid came home, I got invited to a ladies night out that the alumni organiztion through my agency was putting on. It was at some restaurant in Frisco, which is Far North Dallas, which is where lots of fancy people live. Alex and I talked about whether I could go … Continue reading
Category Archives: Life with Jesus
Welderbeth Sees a Counselor
{HUGE disclaimer: If you read this post and don’t believe me and somehow think that I’m going to a counselor because my son’s behavior is just so bad and we just can’t handle it and you’re thinking, “Oh, my gosh, I will never adopt because all of ‘those kids’ are just too hard to parent”, then I need you … Continue reading
I Hugged an African Today
Full confession: I work .8 miles from where the infected ebola patient was staying. Yep, Google Maps tells me that I could walk to his apartment in five minutes. The chance that he passed by the ESL school where I work is pretty high, considering that all roads in the neighborhood lead to Wal-Mart. I … Continue reading
Identity and Motherhood
You know what? I’m not one of those women who mourns getting older. In fact, the last two years or so, I’ve been relishing the fact that I was beginning to really settle in to the Real Beth. I started to feel like I knew who I really was, what I really wanted out of … Continue reading
Fight the Pharisee: Woe #2
I had a friend in high school who was blessedly patient with me. She liked to use, ahem, colorful language and whenever she would do it around me, I would screech in a high voice, “Potty mouth! Potty mouth!” Let me remind you that this was high school, not kindergarten. I think, eventually, she would … Continue reading
She’s Bought the Field
“The kingdom of heaven is like treasure hidden in a field. When a man found it, he hid it again, and then in his joy went and sold all he had and bought that field. Matthew 13:44 “Are you ready to go?” I asked of the Liberian woman who was waiting patiently in the … Continue reading
Fight the Pharisee: Woe #1
I washed my hair with moldy apple cider last Sunday. It was unintentional, I assure you. Last year, I found out that rinsing your hair with alcohol (i.e. beer) was really good for it and so I’ve been doing it every so often since November (read: During our home study, there were cans of beer that … Continue reading
ReMoved
Don’t watch this sucker at work unless your boss is okay with you ugly crying at your desk. “Someday my summer will come…” Continue reading
The Splinters of Entitlement
When you guys are ready to adopt and you come to me freaking out about the home study, I will give you three key pieces of advice: 1. Make sure to remove the beer that you use to wash your hair with from under your bathroom sink. (Beer in the bathroom doesn’t bode well for … Continue reading
Finding Freedom in a Coffee Shop
If you wanted to find me on Sunday mornings, before church, you’d have to drive over to a little coffee shop that has been tucked away in a small strip mall in Richardson. If you went in to that coffee shop, you would be surprised that they let me continue to come each week because … Continue reading