When You’re Tired of Living Dangerously

I have found myself bowing out of the fight these days. Brokenness no longer looks beautiful. The dust seems incapable of creating a shiny earthen vessel. I'm tired, weak, distracted and downright afraid of danger. I get hit with this wet blanket every couple of months: my daughter’s disease is terminal. Incurable. And I serve a miracle-working God who hasn't shown up like I … [Read More]



Dangerous Women = Good News for Girls!

Well, let me just put this on the table: every Good News for Girls column could be called "Dangerous Women!" This month I celebrate each dangerous woman whose story … [Read More]


DECLARATION: I Am A Dangerous Woman

I am a Dangerous Woman. I am here and I’m awake. I pay attention to the rumblings in my soul I listen and watch for how the Spirit leads. With each humble … [Read More]



Like Maps On Our Naked Skin

I was 10 years old, all frizzy hair and gangly limbs, when my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. I began puberty right around the same time that she began … [Read More]


There is Nothing Dangerous About Me

There is nothing dangerous about me. I am small. I smile big. My favorite thing to do in the whole world is make people laugh. And yet … I am a Dangerous … [Read More]

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Red Couch FOUND

The Red Couch: FOUND Discussion

To learn more about Found, please read the introductory post. Don't forget to peruse The Nightstand, which contains resources for those wanting to read more on the topic. The Bible college I went to in Springfield, Missouri had an unofficial motto, "Ring by … [Read More]


I Am Tanya Marlow, Armed with Tears

My name is Tanya Marlow, and I'm a crier. Nice to meet you. If you tell me your sad story, or even your very happy story, I'll cry. I'll feel it with you. I'll cry at reruns of Gilmore Girls. Don't even get me started on Call the Midwife. In the early years … [Read More]


Into the Woods

I walk to the woods gathering sticks I gaze skyward, past the lace fringed leaves to the bluing dome bubbling higher and sometimes, all I manage is to place one foot in front of the other Each foot sinks into --is buoyed by-- ancient … [Read More]


OK, God. I’ve Got Questions

I’m not interested in a faith that falls apart under scrutiny. I need to be able to ask my questions, and for much of my life it’s felt like that’s not okay. I grew up in the church, so I’m used to right answers. I was raised in a culture that was direct … [Read More]


Humble Pie and I Scream

As soon as the words escaped my lips, I knew they were wrong. I knew it, and she knew it. Every face in that little room knew it. I felt the blush creep into my cheeks and bit my tongue as my mind wrestled with what to do next: Apologize? Explain? But we … [Read More]


Women Who Rise

She’s the woman I think of when I think dangerous. With her cement church she literally built from the ground up, in a small village she never wanted to return to. The village where the scent of vodka floats on the air, and peppers grow as long as your arm. … [Read More]


Storyteller, Question-Weaver

The idea of asking my sister the question fills me with ice. Katie’s voice is cheerful, unaware of my distress. Her phone crackles a bit in my ear as she tells me about the trip she and her family are planning to the Dominican Republic. She’s ready to … [Read More]


It’s OK to be Ordinary

Amongst other meanings, the word dangerous means threatening or daring. These aren’t words normally used of women. Until recently societies have preferred words such as sweet, beautiful, sexy, gorgeous, loving, caring, gracious to be used in conjunction … [Read More]


A Prayer for Dangerous Women

I vividly remember reading a challenging article written by Lynne Hybels. At the end of it she invited us to pray with her that we would become dangerous women. I joined her in this prayer and found every word within it, stirred me to the core. Dear … [Read More]


When Mothering and Priesting Mingle

By Sarah Condon | Twitter: @sarahtcondon I spent a lot of time in seminary trying to rank the more important vocation in my life: Mama or Priest. I often joke that having a baby was the craziest thing I did in seminary. Certainly, there are plenty of … [Read More]