Are We There Yet?

Three years ago, I found myself on the side of a very steep hill, wondering, “Am I ever going to get to the top? We’d seen the round-topped hill from our apartment in southern Spain, on a trip we’d saved and planned for. We thought we’d enjoy the views of our town from up there­­—slung between ridge tops in the high, rocky hills. “Where does the trail begin?” we asked the … [Read More]



Today is the Day of the In-Between

This is not the day of that earth-shattering Death on the cross. Neither is this the day of the glorious Resurrection. Today is the day of waiting and not … [Read More]


I Triple Dog Dare You

There was a dare on my heart while I paced the outskirts of the soccer field. Last night, we invited our local SheLovelys to a fundraiser and we called it, Dare to … [Read More]



The Sweetness of Marinating

The past six months have been crammed full of chaos. I hurt someone I care about deeply, because I couldn’t be what he needed me to be. My parked car was shot at … [Read More]


The Daughter and the Dogwood

After a long winter of staring out at bare branches, the dogwood tree in our front yard finally blossoms, seemingly overnight. One morning I draw back the curtains … [Read More]

Featured Stories


The Red Couch: Just Mercy Introduction

I had jury duty for the first time about five years ago. Initially, I was irritated when the summons arrived in the mail. I was preparing to move out of state and the timing could not have been worse. But then I figured it was part of my patriotic duty to … [Read More]


Dear God, Please Hurry Up

About six months ago, I lost my job. There were budget cuts and, just like that, a position I’d held for 14 years was gone. I expected it to be a hard transition, but it’s been strange in ways I didn’t expect. I didn’t expect so much of my identity to be … [Read More]


Co-dependent? Who, Me?

I’m a people person. I love people. Short, tall, funny, serious, empowered, empowering, clever, creative, strong, broken, sensitive, bossy, gentle … you name it, I love 'em. Being a people person is one of my greatest assets. It’s taken me places I never … [Read More]


The Way We Win Matters

I had forgotten. Again. Recently, I watched a familiar scene play out: a vulnerable person gets pummeled by hurtful words, rejected through harmful teaching—in the name of Christ, no less—and the Jesus activist in me grew incensed, lighting up with an … [Read More]


The Heaven I Thought I Knew

Several decades ago, I stopped talking about heaven as if it were up there somewhere in the ethereal blue sky, far away from the life we know here. The pictures of heaven that were painted for me when I was a child were not particularly attractive. The idea … [Read More]


Waiting For Healing

*TRIGGER WARNING* for disordered eating. By Charlotte Donlon | Twitter: @charlottedonlon I did it again. Yesterday I binged for the first time in two months. I had just told my psychiatrist at my six-month checkup for my bipolar disorder that I was … [Read More]


Who is Holding the Pen?

My high school boyfriend didn’t think I was funny. That is what he told me anyway, that I should leave the jokes to him because he was better at them. I dated this guy for more than two years (an eternity in high school boyfriend years) and for the most part … [Read More]


It is Oddly Satisfying to Tear Things Apart

The sheets gave out right where I sleep. Their softness had been turning to weakness in the last year. My hips rubbed about half-way down the bed, and it’s that place that was threadbare. When my husband and I married, we purchased two pairs of sheets … [Read More]


The Other Side of Nothingness

I felt empty. I felt nothing. I felt no inclination to say yes or no, to ask another question or devise another strategy for success or resolve. Faced with an unexpected opportunity, spending more than a week wrestling and wrangling, I found myself one … [Read More]


Look Up and Live

"There is an indefinable mysterious power that pervades everything, I feel it though I do not see it. It is this unseen power which makes itself felt and yet defies all proof, because it is so unlike all that I perceive through my senses. It transcends the … [Read More]