Western civilization has betrayed me. Disney love stories and Hollywood rom-coms have disillusioned me. American Christianity has disappointed me. They all promised me a husband – they all told me to put my hope in a filmy dream, a starry-eyed wish, a traditional ring on bended knee montage. And if that weren’t enough, the church… Continue reading When Hope Has Disappointed You
For a few weeks, life was a dull gray. Moments of teaching were full and bright and packed to the brim with busy mental engagement. And then – I’d be home, and the silence would come crashing in again with all the tormenting thoughts that can weigh so heavy on a soul. I didn’t want… Continue reading Have I Been with You So Long, and Still You Don’t Know Me?
Last Sunday, I took a break from social media – for a week. It’s not the first time my soul has felt the need, nor will it be the last. And generally, it’s not something I feel the need to publicize. But in this last week, I have felt so refreshed that I thought it… Continue reading How to Tell You Need a Break from Social Media
You are my deepest fear and my greatest longing. You are the ache in my bones that I can’t explain. You are the hope of cherished affection and sweet embraces. I am afraid to love you because every love in the past has failed me. Yet I am afraid to not know love because… Continue reading You Are My Greatest Fear
Do you feel like the small things have become overwhelming? Tedious? Frustrating? Do you feel tired of the never-ending cycle of dirty dishes, dirty laundry, dirty cars … dirty attitudes? Perhaps the candles have burned down to stubs, the counters and end tables have been piled full of clutter, and last month’s (maybe last year’s??)… Continue reading Humble Enough to Do the Smallest Thing
Hannah, mother of Samuel, who almost wasn’t a mother. Hannah, who has two chapters of the Bible dedicated to her story – yet two books named after her son, due to her faithfulness in dedicating him to God. Hannah, whose soul was deeply troubled by unfulfilled longings. I understand your pain, oh sister of old.… Continue reading The Bitterness of Hannah’s Tears
Some Sundays are beauty-filled things where my soul is uplifted, enriched, and filled to the brim with singing, fellowship, and comforting reminders from the Word of God – followed by rest, family time, prep for the week, and maybe a nap. And then other Sundays – are not quite like that. Some Sundays are the… Continue reading Sundays Can Be the Hardest Day of the Week