Posted on 9.19.2013 by Jody Noland


I love fall. I love the changing colors of the leaves, the bright blue skies and the cooler weather. I love college football, pumpkins, chyrsanthymums, and the (sadly decreasing) focus on Thanksgiving. And I love the smell and taste of fresh baked pumpkin muffins!

Posted on 9.11.2013 by Jody Noland


It started like just another day. A beautiful, sparking September day. Moms and dads kissed their families goodbye and headed off to the daily “rat race.” The tyranny of the urgent pressed in. Deadlines loomed. Quotas pressured. Legal issues threatened. Personnel problems bubbled. Flights to important meetings summoned. The stuff of life. The stuff that so often occupies our thoughts and our time and pushes out the “big rocks,” the truly important things in life.

Posted on 9.06.2013 by Jody Noland


Yup. I was busted. And the most humbling part is that I was busted by a nine year old! I’m not talking about being handcuffed and hauled off to jail. I’m talking about being hit smack dab in the face with a feeling of total conviction...all of my sugar coating, rationalizing and excuses burned away.

Posted on 8.17.2013 by Jody Noland


Allergy season must have started early this year. Or maybe that’s not the real reason behind all of the red-eyed parents that I’ve seen recently. Yes, the red eyes are the symptom of a changing season...just a season of life, not the weather.

It’s a season of transition for many parents - the time when children are leaving for college.

Posted on 7.25.2013 by Jody Noland


Today marks the fourth anniversary of my husband’s “promotion.” That’s the term I prefer to use instead of “death.” As a Christian, if I believe what the Bible says about Heaven (which I do), then moving from this life to the next really is something to be celebrated. 

Posted on 7.17.2013 by Jody Noland


“Look Mom, you don’t even get to take your slippers with you.” That poignant observation was made by my then-16 year old daughter right after her father died and the undertakers had left our home with his body. A cozy pair of fleece lined slippers sat alone beneath the hospital bed in our family room where my husband had spent his last  days on earth.

Posted on 6.24.2013 by Jody Noland


There is a physical heaviness that often accompanies grief. I liken it to the feeling of the leaded apron used for x-ray protection at the dentist’s office. And I’ve come to know that heaviness all too well over the last several years from loss in my own life. 

This past week, grief settled in on me again as I learned of the untimely death of author Vince Flynn at 47.

Posted on 6.12.2013 by Jody Noland


Posted on 6.05.2013 by Jody Noland


True confessions. I do have a pet rock. 

Fellow baby boomers might remember the Pet Rock craze from the mid 1970‘s.  A marketing genius (from California - where else?) grew tired of hearing friends complain about their pets and decided to create the perfect pet: the “Pet Rock.” He bought stones for a penny at the local building supply store, wrote an instruction manual for the care of the “pet” and created a cardboard carrying case, complete with air holes and breathing straw. The Pet Rocks sold for $3.95 each. Over 1.5 million of them! That fad lasted about six months. 

Posted on 5.23.2013 by Jody Noland



The language of encouragement and affirmation does not come naturally to most of us. It’s far easier to say nothing...or even, to point out another’s faults and weaknesses than it is to tell someone what’s “right” about them. Often, we feel awkward or insincere, or fear that our motives will be misunderstood. 

And yet, there’s nothing quite so energizing for most people than to be told what someone special really values about their character. It’s like a B-12 vitamin for the soul.