Between the darkness of Good Friday and the light of Easter Sunday, Holy Saturday hangs suspended. It’s a liminal space—neither here nor there. If we take
Today is the due date for the first baby we lost—Scarlett. To be honest, it’s simply too hard for me to remember all four due dates
Are you experiencing a fresh wave of pandemic grief? Suffering deserves the dignity of recognition At the beginning of the pandemic I wrote and
In Luke 24 we’re transported to a dusty road headed to Emmaus where two of the disciples were in the middle of discussing the heartbreaking current events
Ruach is the Hebrew word used in scripture for the breath of God. It is wind, Spirit, life. It’s not so much a physical force but an
Have you ever felt like Jesus led you somewhere and then took off once he got there? Me too. I imagine this is how the disciples
“Why would you let this happen?” “Don’t you care about me?” “Why didn’t you save my baby?” In the wake of miscarriage we’re pummeled with questions—questions about
I’ll never forget the first time a man sat in the back row, arms folded across his chest, scowling at me while I preached. Thankfully I
At a huge women’s conference last year, I sat alone. Several friends sat together in a section above me, but I was in-and-out with seven-month-old Micah strapped
Is the season you're in the one you long for? What does it mean to live well, embracing desire while not despising your "now"?