Category Archives: Spill the Beans

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How to Respond to the Grown-Up Mean Girl

Mean girls grow up. It sure would be nice if all those years of living would make a mean girl a gentler woman, but sometimes, the mean girl just grows into a mean woman. I know this because I got an email from one of them. I never met her and she doesn’t know me, but after she read my bio from my website, she felt the need to give me the what for!

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And, can I be honest? I felt the same need. Let me give you an excerpt of her note to me and then, I’ll give you my response. My response may help you the next time you deal with a mean girl who grew up without maturing.

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I Have a Pursenality Disorder

What is in my purse?

A few years ago, Candace Cameron Bure and I had a little girl-talk about what was in our purses.

You know, you can learn a lot about a gal by what’s in her purse!

So, I thought I would share with you our conversation.

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I want to know about you… so, at the end, please let me know what is in your purse and I also want to leave you with something from Scripture that you can tuck in your heart — or your purse!

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How to Turn Worry in to Peace

Help!

I got an email with that as the subject line. Now, that will get your attention, won’t it?

It was from a woman whom I will call Veronica. She says she is a chronic worrier and has panic attacks. She reads her Bible and prays, but speaks really damaging self-talk to herself.

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She needed some encouraging advice…

So, I spilled the beans on how to turn worry in to peace through prayer.

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How to Accept a Gift You Never Wanted

I vividly remember the night before Christmas when I was nine years old.

One of our family traditions was that each child got to open one gift on Christmas Eve.

Each year, my brothers and I spent most of the month deciding which gift that would be. We began our research in early December, and as each gift appeared beneath the tree, we carefully examined it, checking the weight and shape of each box, looking for clues to what was inside. As you can imagine, by Christmas Eve the gift we had chosen to open had become the most coveted one under the tree.

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That year my brother, Lawson, and I both chose a gift from Aunt Patti. (Our brother David was a baby and still too young to care.) Aunt Patti was young and hip. She knew what kinds of presents kids liked, and now she joined my parents on the couch to watch the events unfold.

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My Declaration Against Chai Tea

I got a lovely tea chest full of interesting and exotic teas. 
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I was anxious to sample all of them. After all, all I usually drink is black tea. Boring black tea – the blacker, the better. But this tea trunk had Chai in it. “Hmmm…” I thought, “sophisticated people drink this stuff. Perhaps, I’m uncultured to not drink this stuff.”