Wayward Disposition: Emotions on the Loose

By Lori Freeland –

Sometimes my emotions hold me hostage—buckle me into a rollercoaster I don’t wish to ride. Moods throw me up and down—along tight twists and turns. Feelings muffle my ears and distort my conversations. Attitude colors each thought, taints every action, until I am out of control. Read more

Paying the Price

By Lori Freeland –

A few weeks ago, I stood in line at the local courthouse; speeding ticket, driver’s license and proof of insurance in hand. While I waited, I sifted through all the possible explanations I could use to avoid parting with $162. On this particular Friday afternoon, the desk was short one clerk, and the line was long by about seven people. No doubt waiting was part of the punishment. Read more

Father’s Day (Part 2)

By Lori Freeland –

My hands shake. I lean against the bedroom wall, the phone pressed against my ear. Tears stream down my cheeks. I hate Father’s Day. Once a year, my heart is ripped out, leaving a hole that takes weeks to bandage. Why am I calling my dad today of all days? The last time we talked, it didn’t go so well. That was two years ago. Read more

Father’s Day (Part 1)

By Lori Freeland –

There were years I gave ties, years I gave tools—those were the good years. Then there were years I gave nothing—those were bad years. Read more

The Heart of the Beholder: The Power of God-esteem

By Lori Freeland –

Cool air streamed through the open window, cooling the cup of cinnamon coffee at my elbow. I extended my hand towards my laptop to chase away the screen saver, a photo of Alek and me in the backyard with the dog. I caught myself drifting quickly past the image of me to focus on my son. Not because I wished Alek would pass through the skater stage and get a haircut, but rather because I didn’t care to scrutinize myself too closely.

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