Resurrecting Buried Treasure

Hidden torments sometimes yield tragedy. The world witnessed this earlier this summer when, within a week’s span, we lost two luminaries to suicide, fashion designer Kate Spade and celebrity chef Anthony Bourdain. I hate it whenever I hear that someone chose to end his or her life; it breaks me up thinking about their painContinue reading “Resurrecting Buried Treasure”

Enjoy the Freedom of Your Redemption

You’ll never defeat this. My mind recites this line like a broken record when ugly, deceptive sin threatens to trap me in its patterns. Because God has rescued me from my former way of living, I know I need to stop engaging in behavior that defies his will, and live in the way that pleasesContinue reading “Enjoy the Freedom of Your Redemption”

Just As I Am: Accepting Our Limitations

“I’m just a mom.” “I’m just an employee.” “I’m just an introvert.” These statements downplay who we are or what we do. Maybe it’s intended to show humility. Maybe it’s masking feelings of inadequacy. Maybe it’s just an excuse. Though we use it as an understatement, no one truly wants to be “just” anything; itContinue reading “Just As I Am: Accepting Our Limitations”

On writing, sharing your heart, and feeling it bleed out

There’s a story I’ve etched in my mind’s eye for its vivid illustration of regeneration. In “The Voyage of the Dawn Treader,” the third book in the classic children’s series The Chronicles of Narnia by C.S. Lewis, a whiny and entitled British boy named Eustace lands himself in a dreadful plight when he steals treasureContinue reading “On writing, sharing your heart, and feeling it bleed out”

Ain’t No Shame Feeling a Little Mom Guilt

I wasn’t a cheerleader, but I don’t have anything against them. I mean, I might find them a tad annoying, but just when they overdo their performance beyond the average person’s tolerance level for perkiness. It only takes a quick scroll through any popular parenting blog site to find cheerleaders of another squad than your local highContinue reading “Ain’t No Shame Feeling a Little Mom Guilt”