Rhonda’s Blog

Years ago when our youngest son was a toddler, I sent him out to the back yard with his brothers. Thinking that he was safely ensconced in his Exersaucer at

It was Sunday evening here on American soil. About the time we were starting to think about going to bed, preparing tomorrow’s breakfast, loading the coffeepots, and kissing the kids

This post is for all of the big-league “pillow carriers” in the world. It’s for you, moms and dads, who are agonizing over a struggling child, and you’re desperate. You

The photo you see below is precious to me. This son of mine is the one you will read about below. After years of selfish living, what pours out of

This post is for the one who feels like stale bread, thin soup. I have known seasons of exhaustion and fatigue, feeling inadequate to keep all the spinning plates from

Recently I wrote a blog post called “On Treating Men.” In it, I spoke about how in the past, it’s been easy for me to judge all men by the

Today, the New York Post featured a surprising headline. “Biden administration weighs nationwide ban on gas stoves:  report.” That’s what it said. And from a curly-headed, caffeinated mother in the

It came in a moment of supreme frustration. “You make it look like your life is a bed of roses!” For some weeks now, these words have played on and

The weekly cleaning is in full swing. I’m in fine fettle, swishing here, swooshing there; the dust is flying. Returning from the basement on a mission, I crest the top

In seasons of disappointment, we have a choice. We can become demoralized, dis-couraged, and depressed. When despair is all that the heart can see, it’s so easy to give way