Six years ago I went to a charismatic church service where people were dancing barefoot and eating home-grown carrots on a blanket in the back of the room while the pastor preached. I was getting a degree in religion at the time, inundated with the works of Karl Barth and Richard Rohr and St. Augustine, […]Read more "The Kingdom of Children, Not Experts"
In high school, I was 5’8” tall and weighed 190 pounds. I drank a venti passion tea lemonade with 9 (yes, nine) shots of classic syrup every day after school. I ate teriyaki chicken from Pei Wei three times a week. My midnight snack was a cup full of peanut butter with dozens of mini […]Read more "Be wary of the shame-motivated, get skinny diet this world is feeding you"
A few weeks ago, Todd was reading the news on his phone and I was scrolling through pictures of a friend’s wedding on Instagram. Looking through the photos, a strange thing happened—I felt sad. Grieved that when Todd and I got married, I lost a lot of my guy friends. Before I met Todd, lots […]Read more "The Time I Thought I Had An Emotional Affair"
This week I’ve been asked to talk about pornography on two separate occasions, and it made me realize how rarely this issue is being discussed in the church. I am reposting two blogs I wrote a few years back, and I hope it continues to fuel healthy, life-giving conversations. PART ONE Part of the curriculum for […]Read more "On Pornography"
Not long ago, Todd and I were in therapy and I was crying over one of the seven thousand things our therapist managed to unearth in my heart. At one point, she mentioned how I often feel paralyzed by the expectations of other people. There have been times people put unrealistic pressure on me, expecting […]Read more "Something I wish I read before I got married : You have permission to change"
A few weeks ago, Todd and I read James 5 and it was one of those moments I felt like everything in the world fell silent except the voice of my husband reading, “Come now, you rich, weep and howl for the miseries that are coming upon you. Your riches have rotted and your garments […]Read more "On the times you you’ve lost your perspective"
At some point, you will have to look in the eyes of fear and shame and whatever else it is that nags at your soul and say, “Stop.” Nobody else will do it for you. Nobody else can do it for you, really, since your life is your life. Your voice is your voice. Your relationship with […]Read more "On (Finally) Saying Stop"