To many, Jesus’ birth seems that alien, that inexplicable, and that ridiculous. The story of Immanuel (God -With-Us) is so insane that it might as well be added in the madness of the holiday season. A nativity scene nestled between Elf on a Shelf and a pink glitter reindeer—it just seems to make sense.
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A Deafening Silence
Silence can be deafening. It can fill a whole room, a whole body, a whole heart. It’s a lonely, depressing ache that goes on and on. How I wish for the breath to say something, to find words, to hear my voice. The silence is emptiness and emptiness is deadly, dark and meaningless. Silence, forContinue reading “A Deafening Silence”
Love in the Time of Vomit
Yesterday I had the chance to spend some time with my long-time friend, Beth. We reconnected after a God-given encounter at my church. It was reunion that has led to deeper ministry opportunities for both of us, which is why I cannot call this a “chance encounter.” It was truly a God-appointed meeting. I walkedContinue reading “Love in the Time of Vomit”
Really God
This morning I was checking out my women’s ministry’s private Facebook group and one prayer request stuck out. After a long time of waiting, a friend’s family hit a snafu. Just when it seemed like God had finally responded, that the trial was finally over, there came to a bump in the road. Normally, itContinue reading “Really God”
Prone to Wander
When I first learned that I broke my foot, I comforted myself with the thought of lying about my apartment—in bed, on the couch—reading, watching documentaries on NetFlix, catching up on my mental to-do list, and writing my little heart out. I haven’t finished one book, watched one documentary, written a to-do list, yet IContinue reading “Prone to Wander”
An Open Letter to Satan
Because why wouldn’t Satan and [hot] Jesus arm wrestle? Seems perfectly weird natural to me. I was starting to feel glum about recent events taking place in my life. Instead of lashing out at God, which is my former way of doing things, I decided to write an open letter to Satan instead so thatContinue reading “An Open Letter to Satan”
They Don’t Know Why We Celebrate
Every year, my best friend and I buy our two dogs Christmas presents. As we unwrap candy cane-shaped bones and Pupperoni packages, my dogs’ excitement builds. Relatives visit and sneak little tidbits of food to the dogs. They have no idea why they’re getting all these extra treats or visitors, but for them, it’s theContinue reading “They Don’t Know Why We Celebrate”
I Still Believe in Love
Before you write me off as a 30 year-old spinster with slight feminist sympathies, I want you to know that I still believe in love. I believe in romance and my little girl heart longs for it—just not with a man. I mean, it does, but at the same time I’m still shattered from myContinue reading “I Still Believe in Love”
The Women of the Resurrection
In this pic, Jesus looks like He’s playing hide-and-seek with the women. I wanted to prepare this blog post sooner, but time is not on my side lately. My family could definitely use your prayer. Gosh, I could use your prayers. However, better late than never, here’s the follow up to “The Women of theContinue reading “The Women of the Resurrection”
WHAT?! Hitler’s Meim Kampf for Inspiration & Jimi Hendrix a Child’s Role Model?!
This is ridiculous! First, business student in India are buying Adolf Hitler’s autobiography for inspiration and now educators in San Francisco are hailing Jimi Hendrix as a great role model. Is it me or has the world gone completely mad? To the students in India, Meim Kampf is not a book on business organization strategies,Continue reading “WHAT?! Hitler’s Meim Kampf for Inspiration & Jimi Hendrix a Child’s Role Model?!”
She is Beloved 