Plans

I knew it was God’s Plan for us to be married. At 14, I’d had a bona fide Sign From God — the details of which are too excruciatingly embarrassing for me to recount even now, nearly 20 years later; picture a latter-day Gideon’s fleece reimagined through the earnestness of adolescence — that J., my… Read More Plans

Announcing a Book Club! “Telling God’s Story” by Peter Enns, because I don’t know how to teach my kids about God without messing them up

We had on-again off-again thunderstorms this afternoon, and at sunset this evening a rainbow arched across our neighborhood, glowing in the sideways sunlight. I was chatting with one of the boys about it while I played with a panorama app on my phone, trying to get a picture of the whole thing. “The rainbow is… Read More Announcing a Book Club! “Telling God’s Story” by Peter Enns, because I don’t know how to teach my kids about God without messing them up

Fear, part 2

This week the little corner of the Internet where I live has been talking about brokenness and sin, ever since some random Reformed pastor’s tweet found its way into the progressive-liberal-Christian twittersphere, saying that parents should “Teach your children that they are broken. Deeply broken.” And at first I didn’t pay a lot of attention… Read More Fear, part 2

Fear

I’m not afraid of Hell anymore. I’m what, almost thirty-two years old? And at last I’m not afraid. It’s taken this long to shake the fear, the implied threat lurking on the other side of God’s love. It’s taken this long to stop thinking of my salvation in terms of Jesus saving me from God,… Read More Fear

In Which I Said Yes

I’ve been cultivating the suspicion for more than twenty years. The first seeds of it fell from the lips of the women at my church, scattered with their promises that they were praying for my mother and they just knew God was going to heal her. When God didn’t, the seeds sprouted, took root in a… Read More In Which I Said Yes

A Good Friday Meditation

There is holiness in the waiting days. Now, here, we sit back, holding the book full of spoilers, sure that know the way the story will end. But Good Friday means we loosen our grasp on the certainty of the thing we’re promised, and we live in the terrifying space between exhale and inhale. There… Read More A Good Friday Meditation