I have a very strange memory. I don’t remember people’s names. Unless I already know their names – then I never forget them. I don’t remember a movie unless I’ve seen it more than three times. Or unless it’s about World War II. And I have a hard time remembering the timeline of recent years, … More The Hour I First Believed
I am 31 and single, and I am burdened for you. You who wake up on both sides of the bed every morning. You who sit alone, eat alone, weep alone, laugh alone, live each day alone. You who continue to check the dreaded marital-status box – single. I write to you. Not as one who … More Your Single Days Are Now
I sometimes think I’m a freak of nature. I despise bananas. Housework is one of my favorite pastimes. I hate the thought of dancing. And for a highly opinionated person, my vote is, “I don’t care,” A LOT. But I really feel like a freak of nature when it comes to Bible study. I choose … More Why Study the Bible?
Fight. Just the word, “fight.” It screams at me from deep within. Again and again. When I watch a marriage crumble. And I think of all the things that might have prevented it. When everything a child sees and hears has the potential to destroy their soul. When statistics threaten and history is unforgiving and … More Fight
I am not a scholar. I have a Bachelor’s Degree in Biblical Studies, but I promise I suffered from poor comprehension and spent most of my time in the practice room. That’s what happens when piano is more important and paper-writing and test-taking skills are easy to come by. You graduate summa cum laude from … More I Am Not A Scholar
Sometimes I wonder whose life I’m living. The events of the past few years just don’t make sense. I have seen crazy, incomprehensible, obvious things. I have made outlandish alterations to my plans and poured out more than I have to give. I have possessed a spiritual awareness that is mind-boggling, strange, and surprising. A compelling … More The Only Explanation I Have
What’s that deafening rumble of thunder that makes me want to crawl in a hole and hide for the rest of my life? Oh, that? That’s just nine gazillion voices screaming in my ear every waking moment. That’s just the whole world saying, “I’m right, and everyone else on the planet is dead wrong.” Nutrition. Culture. … More How to Survive in a World of Opinion