Still Learning Patience—A Letter to My Dad

Dear Dad, A few months ago, I pulled out the bible you gave me when I graduated high school. It was a hard cover, mottled brown NIV, the pages tearing away at the spine. It’s well-worn. It travelled with me from those first months of Bible college in the UK, through college and university days, […]

Sisters In Mental Illness: Ministry of Weakness

“My spiritual gift is weakness…. I show up weak. I’m always sick or I’m struggling. There’s always something that’s lacking. Maybe that’s my gift to the church—to show up and say that’s OK, and God is with us in this and He is good. Problems don’t all get fixed and I’m not healed. The bow […]

When Those People Become My People

A quick Google search defines the word they as a pronoun “referring to two more people previously mentioned or easily defined.” It’s my experience that no one group of people is easily defined but, oh, we still like to try. We tuck people away into groups of them and those people, defining those groups as […]

“Bleh!” on “Blessed”

“Oh my goodness, we were so blessed to avoid that car accident.” “God blessed us with a new baby!” “We are so thankful to God for blessing us with a better job.” “May God continue to bless America!” “Your family is incredibly blessed.” Years ago, the word blessed didn’t bug me. In fact, I would […]

Ragamuffin Glory

My husband and I wove through the sleepy streets of Denver at 6am, heading to the airport for an early flight after staying in a hotel overnight. He drove, I sipped home roasted coffee from a ceramic travel mug, and stared out at the skyscrapers, the pink sky, the lights. I noticed small mounds of […]