I’ll never forget the day I missed my oldest daughter rolling over for the first time. My precious baby was in good hands, of course. My mother-in-law was watching her downstairs in our living room while I worked upstairs, futilely trying to run a nonprofit from my home office right after giving birth to my…
As I consider the wondrous gifts of Pentecost, I am humbled by God’s amazing compassion towards us, but I’m also reminded of recent loss. During the second year of the pandemic, I lost three close friends, all Christian women who ended our connection in terribly damaging ways. How grievous it is to lose a friend—as…
My relationship with God has suffered during the last two years. My family moved, leaving behind a church we loved. We lost thirteen years of friendships, shared experiences, and our sense of belonging. Finding a church was a top priority, and we visited a new church every week in search of one that might feel…
Do you remember the last time you said to someone, “I’m worried about you”? How did they respond? How did they look? What about the last time someone else said these words to you? How did you feel? What was your gut-level response? When a family member said this to me recently, it made me…
I don’t know about you, but I feel like we’ve been told a whole lot of lies and tall tales about friendship, and I think I fell for most of them. For a lot of my life, I lived by that book of “truths” that turned out to actually be a book of lies (brought…
I used to be a quitter. I don’t usually share that part of my life because it’s not something I am proud of, but it’s the truth. Back in college, when I pledged to be in a sorority, I ended up quitting during pledge week. I thought protecting my trusted binder from frat boys who…