the profile of a Black woman's face looking at the sky
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What to Do When a Door Closes

ByThe Glorious Table

You know when something feels like a chore instead of a joy? Something is off. Either you’re burned out or you’re not in your sweet spot. Maybe both. Vocations and relationships can both oscillate between exuberance and burnout, all in one tidy little pendulum. That vague feeling that something is blasé is a mild version…

a woman letting sand run through her fingers
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The Weight of Scarcity

ByThe Glorious Table

“My son,” the father said, “you are always with me, and everything I have is yours.” (Luke 15:31 NIV) The weight of the backpack surprised me, tipping the scales at nearly thirty pounds. I wondered, How can a second-grade student carry this much weight? My shoulders ached in sympathy as I imagined the weight on…

two women conversing across a table
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Dealing with Straw Man Arguments

ByThe Glorious Table

The experiences of those of us who grew up in the church vary greatly. The older I get, the more I understand that the people who mentored me throughout my formative years, especially high school and college, understood that I would encounter challenging questions and experiences that could cause me to question my faith in…

a potter working on a clay pot
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Shaped by the Potter

ByThe Glorious Table

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…

a star ornament covered in glitter
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Valuing Our Greatest Gift

ByThe Glorious Table

For to us a child is born, to us a son is given; and the government shall be upon his shoulder, and his name shall be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. (Isa. 9:6 ESV) My worst Christmas was the year we almost had a white Christmas. Snow is a rare event in southern Louisiana. And snow on…

A bouquet of sunflowers on an open Bible
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How Can This Be?

ByThe Glorious Table

“Did a big fish really swallow Jonah?” my seven-year-old son asked as I closed his children’s Bible. Barrett recently took up fishing, so bass and bluegill are on his mind a lot these days. He watches tutorials on fishing lures and practices tying them in the garage. He also studies the saltwater species. We know…