A Year Without Buying Clothes
It started with a tin can. I was in a remote village in Kenya on a trip with my dad and a few others. The village had been hit hard with the AIDS epidemic and the majority of the middle generation had...
View ArticleWhen You’re An Affirmation Junkie
My nephew, Lucas, was born with two holes in his heart. He didn’t get to feel his mother’s arms holding him until two weeks after he was born, because he had open heart surgery and was hooked up to...
View ArticleWhen You Can’t See Jesus in 3D
“I can’t see it,” I sigh, slowly pulling the card away from my face, my eyes trained on the blurred image. “It’s there,” says my husband, “you just have to look beyond the actual picture.” I’m...
View ArticleA Young Boy’s Healing Helps Me to Have Faith
Sometimes I wonder if Jesus is who he says he is because I read about the miracles in the New Testament, I read about him healing and the woman touching his robe and his power is so very evident. And...
View ArticleI Am More than the Length of My Skirt
TRIGGER WARNING: For mentions of sexual harassment and rape culture. ________________________________________________________________________________________________ My first memory of being sexually...
View ArticleLosing A Job at the Worst Possible Time
It was the phone call I had shed many tears over before receiving. “They’re letting me go,” came my husband’s voice. My heart sank and my stomach contracted as my full-term,...
View ArticleLoss Is In Our Nature
I believed once that we were supposed to be perfect, that we were supposed to have it all together. I believed it was actually possible. Then, my wife and I experienced a miscarriage, and everything...
View ArticleI Dread The Christian Tipper
The scent of fried food and cooked steak engulfed me as I walked through the double doors to the kitchen. My attire was simple: Blue jeans, long-sleeve black button up shirt and a forest green apron....
View ArticleLessons Learned In the Darkness
I’m not sure when camping got hard. We go every summer with our blue Coleman tent and our blow-up mattress, our matches and our firewood and we drive the west with its snowy peaks and its turquoise...
View ArticleGod, How Could You?
Trigger Warning: This post discusses Rape and Mental Illness. If you have been raped, please report it to your local authorities or call the National Sexual Assault Hotline at 1-800-656-HOPE. Perhaps...
View ArticleWhy I Kept Leaving Church
When I look back at it now it probably was the straw that broke the camels back, the day my youth pastor called me a quitter. I was a part of a youth group leadership team at the age of 16, which...
View ArticleThe Color Of God
I nearly went that whole year without knowing Eugene had been made out of mud. The thought had never occurred to me. To none of us. Sure, he was different than everyone else. But then again, we all...
View ArticleAll Things…Even Infertility?
For as long as I remember, I only wanted one thing out of my life: to be a mother. With great joy and anticipation, I married my high school sweetheart, dreaming of babies soon filling our house. My...
View ArticleWhat Do You Want With Me?
“Trust me.” Those were the words I clung to during the two years I lost everything. They were the words I heard while helplessly lying on my bathroom floor after my husband of one year walked out of...
View ArticleLearning to Pray
As a kid and teenager, I relied on two basic prayers: begging prayers largely related to algebra and boys, and the prayers I’d memorized in Saturday morning catechism classes: the Our Father, the Hail...
View ArticleWhat Do I Do If My Story is Boring?
“What’s your story?” This question smacked me in the face recently when I was given the opportunity to present a testimony at a camp. After a lot of thought on how I should deliver my journey of faith...
View ArticleThe Day I Realized I Had a Drinking Problem
I used to have a glass of wine most evenings to unwind. I did it for years. My husband makes wine and beer so it’s as available as water and a heck of a lot tastier and it was only ever one or two...
View ArticleI’m Giving Up The Fight
As we knelt on the concrete, the Latin songs swelled to fill the small chapel-like space at the entrance to the tomb where Jesus rose from the dead nearly 2,000 years ago. Suddenly, the cantor’s voice...
View ArticleI Still Need Hope
I thought that I made it. I thought that I finally wouldn’t hurt anymore. This part of my story begins at the age of twenty-one. I’ve been told by my pastors and other adults I respected in the...
View ArticleMaking Space in A Busy Season
This year I will be experiencing more space than I’ve had for the last eight years. It’s been eight years of joy and laughter – as well as frustration and tears. Eight years bringing two new lives...
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