Can we pretend this time jump was intentional? No? Okay.It’s been 3 years since I last published on this little blog. I am both the same and very, very different than I was at that last post. A month after the last thing I wrote here, the world shut down. We watched dead bodies by ...
From the earliest point of his existence, Ari, my son, knew how to comfort me. It feels weird and uncomfortable to say. It’s supposed to be the other way around, right? Like what kind of inappropriate attachment are you fostering Ms. Therapist? But. This is also how I see God. Ari was a little tricky ...
I will not apologize or distress on the rounded edges, the soft and rolling belly, of my core. This body held life -twice- & death. This flesh heard your stories & carried them with you. I am the weight of my sadness & my healing, my anger & my release. I will birth more – ...
Belly down on the lumpy pillow top mattress we bought at discount five years ago my right eye squished closed into the pillow, I open my left to glance at the clock. A red 5 flares back at me, the rest of the time obscured. A low rumbling from the baby monitor tells me my ...
A few weeks ago a pastor named John MacArthur and a number of his colleagues wrote “A statement on social justice and the gospel.” You can read the full thing HERE for yourself though I will also summarize. While there seem to be a number of generally agreed upon theological components in this document, (as ...
This is about who you are, at the core of your being, played on an international stage. Your choice to separate families (who are brown and undocumented and speak another language) and traumatize their children will not meet the deeper perceived need you have in your self. Whatever limited power you have over your household, ...
There is a scene in The Lion, The Witch and The Wardrobe – arguably the most important scene of the film/book – wherein Aslan, the “King of the Wood”, the great lion, offers himself to the White Witch as a sacrifice in the place of a traitor. In Narnia, the magic that brought the world ...
“I’m not racist but ….” “I’m not racist I …” Everything we say after this statement confirms that the first half of our sentence is, in fact, true. We do not get to be a White American and claim we aren’t racist. We especially don’t get to be a Christian and claim this. I am ...
Are you still reading? Or did I turn you off with my title of “controversial” identities? If I’m honest, I’m hoping for a little bit of both. I am a Christian. I believe Jesus was the Son of God, that He came as a representation of the Lord to save us from ourselves. I ...