There are No Racial Boundaries in the Ladies’ Room

There are No Racial Boundaries in the Ladies’ Room

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Last Sunday we made the long quiet drive home from Los Angeles after dropping our son off at Biola University. It had been an emotional week and I wanted to get home and begin our new normal — with only one child remaining in our nearly empty nest. Around Stockton, said child declared her hunger and asked for an In-N-Out stop. While waiting for her food, I stepped the restroom. (Did I mention, it’s a VERY long drive!)

In the ladies’ room was a woman deep in conversation with her son. He was maybe 10 years old and, I thought, a little old to be in a women’s restroom. But with so much craziness happening in the world today, I’d be tempted to keep my son at my side too. I was observing this mother-son duo at the sink, listening in to their conversation about his new dirt bike and her insistence that he always wear a helmet when he rides.

Caught up in my own thoughts, I didn’t realize I was staring until I saw the woman watching me watch them.

Racial tensions are high in the US right now, with Black Lives Matter protests nearly every day.  Afraid my eavesdropping might be misconstrued, I quickly blurted out, “I just dropped my son off in college. In LA.”

The woman sized me up and said, “Momma needs a hug!”

Before I could respond, she had wrapped me in a hearty embrace — right in the middle of the In-N-Out restroom!

Her son must be used to her demonstrative behavior because he was clearly unphased by it.

I hugged her and thanked her. Tears streamed down my face, not because I was missing my son, but because I felt so blessed that a complete stranger, a lovely black stranger, had entered into my loss and comforted me.

 Just moms who love their kids and understand each other’s hearts.

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When was the last time a stranger comforted you?

‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ Mark 12:31

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

32505474_sWe’ve closed the book on 2014 and we’re opening a new one titled 2015. I can’t help but wonder what secrets 2015 holds. What surprises are in store for the coming year. I’ve spent several weeks contemplating what I hope to achieve in the new year. Making plans. Setting goals. Seeking a word from God that will permeate the days and weeks of 2015. The word he gave me is GRACE. And, oh how I need it!

Already 2015 promises to be a year of change. I’ve committed to cutting back on some of my responsibilities with Inspire Christian Writers. I’ll be homeschooling one of my darlings and refocusing on my personal writing. Those are a few of the knowns. The unknowns will have to unfold as the year progresses.

As part of my re-focus on my personal writing, I’m launching this blog. I have big plans for it and will be tweaking it quite a bit in the coming weeks, but I wanted to launch it today–New Year’s Day 2015.

So, Happy New Year!

I hope your year, and my year, will be filled with grace.


What are the knowns for you in 2015? What are you hoping the year will bring? Do you have a “word of the year”?