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Glory on the Doorstep

It’s here, you know. All around you. Wherever you may live, however beautiful or troubled your life might be at this particular moment in time, it’s near you, as near as your breath. I could palpate it in the room where my mother was dying last year. I see it almost every time I look—really look—out my bedroom windows. Sometimes, it comes in dreams, or in our private … [Read More]

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The Hope for Which We Now Labor

It’s true what mothers say about forgetting the pain of childbirth. My births are now seven and nine-and-a-half years ago and I have to strain to remember the … [Read More]

I Looked for Joy in the Wrong Place

I thought it was gone, but it turns out, I was just looking for it in the wrong place. Four years ago, when my dad died, everything changed. I’m not just speaking … [Read More]

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Do My Ancestors Matter?

The road to Bethlehem began in the northern town of Nazareth, a tiny backwater town in the Galilee region known for heavy accents and backward thinking. José hoisted … [Read More]

God’s Glory

We get a lot of portrayals of Mary, the mother of Jesus. In fact, when I was in the first grade, my name was pulled out of the hat at the Wednesday Night kids … [Read More]

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The Red Couch: 2019 Book Selections

I don’t know about you but 2018 just zipped by! I can’t believe we’re already announcing our Red Couch selections for 2019. (And, if I’m honest, I’m already thinking about what we’ll be reading in 2020...) The books we read this year were some of my favorites … [Read More]

Comedic Depression

I have friends who know how to reach out. They are the wise souls who text their sister, source Facebook for uplifting book suggestions and get out of the house when they’re in the trenches. They say “yes” when invited out, exchanging tattered sweats for … [Read More]

Knowing What We Now Know

"Knowing what we now know, what will we now do?" It was a picture-perfect autumn day—all slowly-detaching leaves and refracted golden light gleaming through tangled branches. We held hands as we sipped our coffee and floated in and out of shops chock full of … [Read More]

Guts Does Not Always Equal Glory

When I think of the word “glory,” several images and phrases come to mind. “The glory of God” with rays of sunshine bursting through the clouds at just the right moment. “All guts and no glory” for the athletes who work their tails off in a sports game and end … [Read More]

Making Room for Glory

I keep thinking that the container matters when it comes to God’s glory. But it doesn’t. A poor, unwed Jewish girl was not a container that would have been chosen for glory. And yet she was. A place for animals would not have been a container chosen for … [Read More]

What Do You Believe More?

by Kelly Christian My daughter has been playing softball and baseball for a while. She is a determined and fierce little competitor. For a long time she has had a bit of a mental block with hitting the ball. She is perfectly capable of hitting the ball. Her … [Read More]

Why We Gather

There were no ceramic pumpkins on the table this year to mark the occasion. We didn’t eat off Grandma’s white plates with the brown flower pattern around the edges that were just retro enough to be cool again. There was no playing in the yard after dinner, the … [Read More]

The Red Couch: The Woman Warrior Discussion

Maxine Hong Kingston “talks story” to us as she unfolds stories of survival: cultural, physical, and spiritual. Told in modular form, The Woman Warrior: Memoirs of a Girlhood Among Ghosts is an invocation of what it means to carry story well through … [Read More]

When Anger Points to Racial Reconciliation

By Allison Harrell While scrolling social media on September 7, I find out that a man named Botham Jean was murdered in his apartment by an uniformed off-duty police officer the night before. My mind swirls. So many headlines grab my attention. I read … [Read More]

Nine Quarters and One Santa

By Sheli Massie | Twitter: @sheligeoghanmas When I was a little girl, my grandfather hid quarters behind our ears every time we saw him. The quarters would appear out of nowhere. He did the same trick every time we saw him and every time we were amazed by … [Read More]