Among Christians, there’s always a lot of talk about God’s will and God’s path for us. If we, as Christians, can figure it out and follow along willingly, we believe life will be more joyous. It doesn’t mean life will be without hardship and heartbreak, just more hopeful and manageable. I didn’t grow up with…
My hands immersed in suds, I stand at the kitchen sink and gaze at the aura of green tinging the trees against blue sky outside my window. Buds are beginning to open. A hint of spring awakens. Bloom is coming to the brown earth. As I savor the beauty, I become aware that my windows…
A close friend and I were chatting over text recently, and we came to the conclusion that though we’re going through completely different situations in our lives, we’re both having our faith stretched in the same way. For me, the stretching feels a bit like when I try to stretch my hamstrings in an exercise…
What if he never has a meaningful friendship? The question rolled my heart thin as the reality of my son’s disability took root. To me, the mark of a good life was one full of rich, deep, meaningful relationships. My heart ached for what might never be for my red-headed, curly-topped son. It’s not just…
Out of the corner of my eye, I watched my son hold the side of the clay bowl between his fingers and lightly pinch it. He rubbed with his thumb while pushing gently from the other side to ensure it didn’t crack too much. When tiny cracks inevitably formed along the top edge of the…
As someone who heard the gospel every summer at vacation Bible school, I still sometimes struggle to share it. I not only lack courage but also the je ne sais quoi that preachers have when they give the altar call. I’ve realized, though, that it’s not how I share the gospel that matters. The power…