MEET JOAN BORTON
Journeying through Marriage, Disability and Faith
Joan has a truly authentic faith that is not afraid to look honestly at some of the murkier parts of life. She approaches life’s difficulties with humor, wit, and unshakeable trust in God. Her writing is a true reflection of who she is.
The Clash of Our Love Languages
We had had a couple of long months. Preparation for one of our largest ministry events of the year took much of my emotional strength. Jerry was representing the ministry at a significant conference in Washington DC that same weekend. At home, my mother was in her...
“Let Me Help You,” he said
Jerry and I are alike in so many ways, but love languages is not one of them. His is words of affirmation. I, according to my husband, am multi-lingual. Depending on the day, mood and circumstances I may need some time spent together, a hug, or to have him join me on...
Does Easter Matter on Monday?
Holy Week was last week. Easter was yesterday. Today life returns to normal. Or does it? If the reality of Easter means anything it means change. The One who conquered death rose to new life. By doing so he changed the course of history, and each of our lives. Maybe...
A Foot in Two Worlds
Holy Week. Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, Easter Sunday. This is the pinnacle of my faith. Jesus whose birth I celebrate at Christmas as Emmauel, God with us, took the ultimate step of being with me. He didn’t offer his life on the cross because it was easy. He...
Sometimes I Feel Invisble
Recently I came across some papers from our pre-marital counseling. On the bottom of the page I had practiced writing my soon to be new name, Joan Borton, several different ways. Most young girls engage in this practice with a first crush, a serious boyfriend, and...
And a 3-Year-Old Shall Lead Them . . .
By throwing a tantrum. Yes, that is correct. God spoke to me through a 3-year-old’s fit. It was not a good day for this little one when I was talking with her mother. Everything seemed wrong in her myopic world. When she finally heeded her mom’s direction to sit down...
Just When I Think I Get the Hang of this Marriage Thing . . .
“You can do it AJ.” (pronounced as one word, coined by my nephew). This was Nathan’s response to me when I called him a few weeks ago while researching rental cars. He had driven a hybrid for years. I wanted to know if I could make the adjustment. With him boosting...
A Puzzling Move
“Never again!” Those were the words my husband emphatically spoke after our last move 19 years ago. Jerry was not saying we would never move again. His declaration referenced that we would never move again without professional help. Nearly two decades later there is...
The Future in My Past
Village Inn. A restaurant my friends and I frequented in college and in our young adult years. We counted on endless coffee and appetizers or desserts that when shared worked within our limited budgets. It’s been about 30 years since I was in one of their restaurants....