Recently at dinner 5-year-old Sean said, “Today in chapel Ms. X took a bunch of scraps of paper and set fire to them in a bowl. And then when she showed us the bowl, there was nothing left! They were all gone!" I felt my forehead wrinkling. “Why did she do that? “To show us …
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Sunday night I watched the new Netflix documentary The Social Dilemma. It was the same kind of experience which I imagine someone who drinks 36 ounces of Diet Coke every day would have watching a documentary about aspartame. I think most of us know, at some level, that social media is addictive, that behind the …
PMDD is a bitch. Two good weeks a month then those tell-tale cramps in the side another seed of life launched by a hopeful ovary but to me it signals the opposite and I start to look for the creep the slither the grey fog, red-rimmed like the pollution of a distant battle those firing …
Biblical inerrancy is the belief that the Bible is without error or fault in all its teaching, or, at least, that Scripture in the original manuscripts does not affirm anything that is contrary to fact.Biblical infallibility is the belief that what the Bible says regarding matters of faith and Christian practice is wholly useful and true.-Wikipedia “Inerrancy is nothing less than the affirmation …
Nate and I never see movies in theaters (see being parents of small children, also global pandemics) and we’re usually at least a year behind when it comes to the latest greatest movie that everybody’s talking about. So last night we watched A Star Is Born with Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper. I enjoyed the …
If I had to name the most common obstacle for Christians to a life of true trust in God, it would be fear—mainly the fear of being wrong about the Bible, which is often equated with being wrong about God. - Peter Enns, The Bible Tells Me So Growing up in the PCA, I was taught …
I know I've been pretty quiet over here lately. And now it's time to announce why: I wrote a book! You may recall a post I wrote a year ago when I finished the manuscript copy. For the past year I've been furiously editing, revising, getting feedback, doing more editing, glaring at the piles of …
I grew up in a white bubble. I was born into a middle-class family of Irish, German, and Czech descent, both sides of my parents' families settled in the USA for multiple generations. We lived in a middle-class white neighborhood in Colorado Springs, and we went to a PCA church with more than a thousand …
Dear mama with mental illness, I see you. I am one of you. We are in this together. I know what it’s like on the days when mothering feels absolutely impossible. When the weight of the darkness is crushing and you want nothing so much as to stay in the oblivion of your bed, and …
When I was growing up, my dad always created fun and often elaborate treasure hunts for us kids to find our Easter baskets. I’m carrying on the tradition with my children. After Sean and Muriel hunted the plastic eggs in the yard, Sean found a clue in one of them– the letters A B C …
