Megan carries her small-town roots with her wherever she goes. These days, it means teaching her kiddos Peanut and Wiggles to be kind, help others, use their words, and wash their hands.
Megan’s love of words and faithful service brought her to her profession as a pastor in the Evangelical Lutheran Church In America, writes and speaks nation-wide, and volunteers with the Miss Minnesota Organization as a former Miss Minnesota.
Married to her beloved Husband since 2006, she’s gone through a year living abroad, infertility, moving to the suburbs, and resigning herself to her own inability to cook by his side. It’s a good life.
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One woman came to me after the meeting ended. “Can I talk to you about something privately?” she asked, checking to make sure no one overheard. She told me about...
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I’m not much for New Years Resolutions. I’ve only made, much less kept, one resolution in my entire life. I resolved to become a mom, but I didn’t know I...
If you are one of those mamas feeling fully touched-out, whose arm permanently and painfully locks into a 90 degree angle at the elbow, whose hips ache from the constant...
By the time the frost starts to descend, I should no longer have to worry about shaving. In fact, I probably need that extra insulation to get through the impending...
“Do you know what we’re looking for, here?” the doctor asked me kindly. “…a baby?” I ventured, so nervous that my usual smart mouth had no filter. He grinned gamely,...