All day long, I have felt a bit paralyzed by the news coming out of Aleppo. The scale of the evil somehow keeps growing, and I confess I am tempted to despair….
I don’t have to tell you tomorrow is a big day. We all feel it. We’ve felt it. It’s been an ugly election season that keeps getting uglier. It’s been gross, made…
I’m taking a break this week from my series on love, to tell you a short story. A number of years ago, Ike and I endured a hard season of our…
Like many of you, I will never forget where I was the day of the mass shooting in Newtown. I was at the gym walking on a treadmill with a tiny tv attached…
I’m sitting here staring at my computer screen, not knowing how to begin. I have written and deleted, and written and deleted, because nothing I can say will do justice to the…
If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 1 Corinthians 13:1 Twenty years…
Every now and then I’m reminded that following Jesus is hard. It’s hard. Much harder than I like to believe–mostly because I don’t let myself live the hard stuff. Not often, anyway….
A few weeks ago I saw something on Facebook I had never seen before. A long-time acquaintance, who I knew to be a committed Christian, announced that she was pregnant….
Yesterday was a weird day. It began with an emotional toddler who would not be pacified no matter what I tried. Stupidly, I took him to Michael’s to “quickly” exchange…
Two years ago I was pregnant with my son Isaac and I had a “bump book” to document those 9 months. The book had a place for baby bump photos,…
