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After Charlottesville I Am Without Words

I like to think of myself as a person of words. I love to read, talk, preach and write—all of which require some facility with language. I even had a dear friend whisper in my ear a week or so ago, “You know what I love about you? Your vocabulary!” My what? Well, okay, I’ll take it! But at this particular moment in time, in the aftermath of the horrors of Charlottesville, … [Read More]

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Adopted: The Sacrament of Belonging in a Fractured World + GIVEAWAY

This past April I celebrated 48 years of adopted living. In July we celebrated with our children 12 years of adopted family life. Adoption bookends my experience … [Read More]

The Gold Standard of Friendship

By Carrie Kuba | Twitter: @bellinka09 I wasn’t living up to the expectation. I did not realize for many, many years the expectation was unattainable. I am not … [Read More]

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I Choose Life

[Trigger warning: Language around miscarriage and abortion. ] By Anonymous I developed the armour of independence early in life, convincing myself I was fine … [Read More]

My Piece of the Elephant

Long ago and far away there were six men, wise indeed, but, alas, they were all without sight. An opinionated lot, every one, in the course of their wanderings, they … [Read More]

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The Red Couch: Threading My Prayer Rug Discussion

After graduating from college, I traveled to Kathmandu, Nepal to experience a new culture while seeing if teaching was a good fit for my future. I spent my mornings teaching English to Nepali middle school students and my afternoons and evenings exploring the … [Read More]

Today, If You are White

Today, if you are white, we have one job to do. Today, if you are white, it doesn’t matter where you go to church or if you go to church, but it matters that we do this one thing … Today, in the aftermath of the white supremacist rally in Charlottesville, it … [Read More]

When Sex Isn’t Magical

by Anonymous I carefully string the beads on a wisp of fishing wire. They’re clear blue, about ten of them. Then I thread the letters: T-R-U-E L-O-V-E W-A-I-T-S. More blue beads. I tie it round my wrist, feeling accomplished. This will fix everything. / / … [Read More]

On the Days When I Am The Elephant in the Room

By Erin Thomas | Twitter: @erinthomas_123 I didn’t know what to do with my hands. Suddenly they seemed like useless clay weights dragging the rest of my body to the floor. I couldn’t breathe. Was it hot in here? I thought it was hot, but then I felt cold. … [Read More]

What I Learned from my Disappointment in Wonder Woman

We are in a stage of parenting where going to the movies is a low priority. The amount of planning and coordinating seems better spent on a date in which we look over a candle-lit table and have a great conversation. But when Wonder Woman hit the theaters, I … [Read More]

Permission Granted: Speak Life and Love

By Sue Donaldson | Twitter: @welcomeheart As I prepared to attend my daughter’s Mother-Daughter Sorority weekend, I received this warning text: “Mom, just so you know, it will be an eclectic group of moms--The High-heeled Wine- drinking Mom. The Atheist … [Read More]

After Ching-Chong

We were walking back from our city’s Freedom Festival parade. My boys biked ahead of us with bags full of candy, while my husband followed closely on foot. I pushed my daughter in her stroller a few feet behind them. There were other families and groups of … [Read More]

Learning to Ask For Help

“Just because I am quiet, it doesn’t mean I’m OK.” These were the words that I spoke to my husband during one of the most challenging seasons of our lives. It was the winter of 2008. Several months earlier John’s younger brother had died quite suddenly … [Read More]

This Is Where I Sit

I grew up in a church culture full of absolutes—the whole world was black and white, light and dark, us and them. We were taught, with darkness pushing in all around us, we needed to take a stand. Take a stand for Christ. Stand for what is right. Stand as the … [Read More]

I Wish We Were More Honest About Abuse

[Trigger warning: Conversation about abuse. ] Can we talk about a big clobber word? Abuse. Also, its derivatives: abusive and abuser. They’re ugly words, kind of like the word racist or rape. Be an abusive parent, and you might get your kids taken away, … [Read More]

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