More of Nothing

More of Nothing

My husband is obsessed with “nothing”. He is at his happiest when we have an opportunity to get out of the city into open areas. Our kids grew fond of poking fun at his excited exclamations of “Look! It’s nothing!” As a city boy accustomed to spending his days driving...
Following Jesus and other extreme sports

Following Jesus and other extreme sports

My guess is that when people describe Angie Nitz, some of the very last two words ever used include “extreme” and “sport”. And yet, on one recent Thursday morning I found myself at 11,000 feet above sea level tethered to a zip line and zooming down a mountain at 65...
A Foundational Problem

A Foundational Problem

Recently my husband and I had to face facts. We needed help. The foundation of our 35 year old home needed to be repaired and there was no more delaying it. Many of you Texans know the pain. Foundation issues are just a part of life in this part of the country, but I...
A Mom of Noble(ish) Character

A Mom of Noble(ish) Character

This is the last week of school for my kids. We are almost to that glorious time of the year when the uniforms get packed away, the lunch boxes get sanitized and stored, and my nemesis (the mismatched sock basket) gets replaced by flip flops and sandals. It’s one of...
What’s in your backpack?

What’s in your backpack?

I have zero interest in backpacking, but a few years ago an interview with an avid backpacker caught my attention. She explained that if you want to know what a backpacker fears, all you need to do is look inside her backpack because it’s what she fears that will...