Maybe you’re like me. Maybe every day in some way you feel like a newly fallen turnip. A rookie. A beginner. A little wet behind the ears. When I had a baby, I glanced over my shoulder to discover regurgitated breast milk dripping down my back. That’s when everything — not just motherhood — seemed a little more important. A little more up in a ponytail. A little more up in the air.

Posts Tagged "faith"

A couple weeks ago, the world said goodbye to a fighter. Now, make no mistake, I am a theater-loving, violence-eschewing, girly-girl who thinks boxing is decidedly NOT cute. The blood, the sweat, the brain damage — ew. Why? Someone must tell me WHY. But because I have always admired athletes in general (as an otherworldly…   read more

Presbyterian minister and author Timothy Keller has written, “Human beings are hope-shaped creatures. The way you live now is completely controlled by what you believe about your future.” Think about that for a moment. Is this true? You get up, go to work. Maybe you believe your future holds career achievement. A stable retirement. A…   read more

Suspended

November 2015 There’s this thing among Christians where we want complete stories from one another. We want a beginning, a middle, and an end. There’s very little willingness to live in suspension. Maybe this is because it doesn’t line up with the Clifs-Notes way in which we usually talk about God and the Bible. We…   read more

Waiting for Rain

August 2015 Last summer, I latched onto a phrase that carried me through a difficult season: living between the rains. I am living between the rains. Are you? The idea came from a Beth Moore Bible study I was doing at the time in the book of James, and it’s lifted from the passage in…   read more

Spurgeon’s Sky

June 2015 Charles Spurgeon was a great writer and theologian. I, of course, like to imagine him as a big sturgeon coasting languidly along a riverbed with a pipe in his mouth, but that’s just because I’m strange, and hungry so often. Anyway, he said this: “The grandeur of the arch of heaven would be…   read more

The Rock Eternal

(Chatter Letter from the Editor, August) “Why did Jesus die on the cross, Maddie?” I asked my two-year-old. We were in the car heading out of the church parking lot. My five-year-old son interrupted: “He died because the Roman guards were mean.” Maddie disagreed. “No! He died because he fell and skinned his knee!” Skinning…   read more

Quacking Up

(Chatter Editor Letter, June) In an effort to “Diaz-inate” myself — a term I developed in college for “working out” a la Cameron Diaz — I have been expanding my small horizons. I started by upping the intensity level on the Stair Master. (What a mistake!) Still believing myself capable of more, I signed up…   read more

The March Easter Muddle

I was appalled in mid-January when I received a catalog advertising Easter decorations. I had just swept the last of my Christmas tree needles away, and was proud of myself for just putting up some Valentine’s window decals. “I’m not ready for this,” I thought. Easter, you need to pack up your moss and Cadbury…   read more

Sick Again? Seek again. (Chatter Letter from the editor, February 2013)

During one of the first years we really started observing Lent at IBC, I was pregnant with my son Drew. He was the size of a lima bean in February of 2007, but he might as well have been Andre the Giant Baby. I was so, so morning sick. And so, so tired. Every day…   read more

Auditioning 101: Avoid it if You Can (And You Can’t)

The following post is part of a guest blog for my dear friend Sarah at allmannerofinspiration.com. She is kicking off a fantastic series for Creative-types to help inspire, challenge, and inform the creative process no matter what your creative outlet may be. And for you actor/singer types, you know there’s one part of the process…   read more