What God As A Baby Says About Burnt Dinner And Broken Toys

Jesus, I've been waiting to talk to you. Waiting until the topic was big enough to matter. Waiting to hear your opinion on an issue more significant than laundry. But the other day, while I folded my clothes before bed, I realized something. You're not simply a God of big, abstract, distant things. You're a … Continue reading What God As A Baby Says About Burnt Dinner And Broken Toys

How Tradition Heals The World

This year more than ever, I am thankful for tradition. Not so much the ritual of it, but what it means. It's a coming up for air, a gasp of relief.  During the past year, I overcame a debilitating perspective of God and the world, life inside a tormented mind, a world I had never … Continue reading How Tradition Heals The World

What Do We Have To Be Thankful For?

They are always smiling, and it doesn’t make sense. Their hips sway, their hands clap together, their eyes sparkle with a strong, resilient hope I rarely see. As the Lulu sisters gather in weekly worship, their hearts overflow. It doesn’t seem like they should be the joyful ones, the grateful ones, not the mothers with … Continue reading What Do We Have To Be Thankful For?

How To Save Your Soul

My friend, the warm-hearted and generous author and pastor, Steve Wiens, invited me over to his place to share about my practices of soul-care. You can read this post in its entirety there, or get started here. Steve is releasing his first book, Beginnings, on January 1st next year. This book is full of his … Continue reading How To Save Your Soul

When You Pray and It Feels Like Nothing Is Happening

Sometimes prayer feels like this. Pouring tiny drops of water into a giant bucket. No matter how late or long or loud you pray, it seems like the bucket is still empty. All your work, your blood, sweat, prayers. You launch them upward, hot, sticky and tired, but nothing comes back down to you. You want to … Continue reading When You Pray and It Feels Like Nothing Is Happening

Help and Healing For The Anxious Mother

I never saw it coming. The anxiety from this past year. I'd heard of postpartum mood disorders, but knew it would never happen to me. Not with my mental health training, my pastor-husband and my strong faith. Not with my friends all around me to support me. Not me. Even my second birth itself was beautiful … Continue reading Help and Healing For The Anxious Mother

Don’t Say No For God

When I was only five, I promised my missionary friend, Paul, who served in his native country in west Asia, that I would join him one day in his orphanage and serve in missions. From that moment on, overseas missions was the adventure I dreamed of, a hope I could clearly see all through my school years. As … Continue reading Don’t Say No For God

When You Want to Resign From Parenthood, Remember This

My friends and I are constantly dismayed at the behavior of our children. There is always someone crying, something broken, some mess being made that need not be, all because the little darlings seem to have cotton in their ears. This inability to listen and then obey, seems to reflect on our competency as parents. … Continue reading When You Want to Resign From Parenthood, Remember This

The Toxic Church And Why We Still Need Confession

Two weeks ago, my husband preached about confession and its healing qualities at church. Afterward, I was like, "Babe, that was heavy." It bothered me a little that I thought of confession in such a dark light. During morning prayer earlier this week, I asked God to talk to me about confession and what it was … Continue reading The Toxic Church And Why We Still Need Confession

The Top 10 Things My Anxiety Taught Me

A few weeks ago, I confessed the anxiety I’d endured during this past summer and fall, a strange and overwhelming paranoia that choked the life out of me. It turned out my dismal thinking patterns were partly to blame, as was my insistence on ignoring my inner life. I honestly didn’t know if I would make it … Continue reading The Top 10 Things My Anxiety Taught Me