Learning to Let Go

Do you sometimes feel as though you’re carrying around a rucksack full of rocks? Yeah, that’s been true for me, too. Perhaps it has something to do with being a Type Two on the Enneagram. Perhaps it has more to do with being a female of “a certain age.” And maybe it has a heckuva […]

Walls Don’t Work

Walls don’t work. Not if you are a Jesus follower. Walls don’t work. I was 16 years old and nearly 3,000 kilometers from home. I was standing on dusty concrete, just feet from a busy highway in Monterry, Mexico. The people around me were singing, “I exalt Thee” in several languages. An extension cord ran […]

Thankful For All the Wrong Things

I birthed my first babe a week ago. My unwashed hair is scraped into a lazy bun, my eyes sunken from lack of sleep. I’ve been wearing the same pajamas for days. Shuffling to and from the bathroom is a major event now, and I’m embarrassed by how difficult those few pathetic steps are. It […]

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 details. Giving birth is a moment we spend countless hours preparing for. It is the culmination of reading and birthing classes, showers, reordering our lives and homes, […]

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 program and I got to play Mary in the Christmas play. I still remember my one line: “I am Mary, I […]