From dust you were made; to dust you shall return... I was not ready for what happened next.... Standing before me was my own child.
Have you ever found yourself questioning the things you were always taught? Maybe the things you were told about alcohol or modesty started to fall apart, maybe a tragedy forced you to reconsider how much God really is in control, maybe you started to see some contradictions in the Bible and wondered if it’s still... Continue Reading →
There's something powerful about Ash Wednesday being the week you send your husband off to war. Again. He was supposed to have been gone already - I thought the service would be my first time at church without him. Instead, it was our last time at church together before he left. As I faced the... Continue Reading →
I am a pastor's kid. Pastors' kids have a bad reputation, as a group. Sometimes it's earned; other times it's not. Many times it's because we place unrealistic expectations on the children of ministers - and on ministers with children. When I was in first grade - the age Sophia is now - my dad... Continue Reading →