The Ten-Year Challenge

The Ten-Year Challenge

Sometimes I think God was communicating everything I needed to know about my son right there in the delivery room. I don’t often ascribe these types of messages to the Divine—that’s not how I’ve ever experienced my faith—but if that was how I experience my faith, I...
See the Good First

See the Good First

“I had such a lovely time with your children,” my friend said. “Truly lovely. We had a wonderful conversation over dinner.” This surprised me. Some of my children have special needs, and all of my children are pretty quirky. Being good dinner conversationalists isn’t...
Washing Feet

Washing Feet

My daughter’s eyes are wide as she enters the sanctuary. This place, so familiar to her, is incongruent at night in its somber hush. With the exception of a tiny baby wrapped securely on his mother’s back in a sling, she is the youngest person here. We slide into our...
Psalm of Praise: A Meditation

Psalm of Praise: A Meditation

Too often, I forget to praise. Surrounded by the scarred remains of what once was Eden, praise seems almost out of place—something frivolous, superfluous. Shouldn’t I be doing more serious things with my time? And yet. The God who calls me to repent and lament also...
A Christmas Eve Reflection

A Christmas Eve Reflection

God, we are weary. We have traveled for many miles, and we still aren’t home. Your timing is not our timing, Lord; and so often, we wonder where you are.   Read more at Evangelicals for Social...