Give Me the Beautifully Scarred Gospel, Not Some Cheap Substitute.

In our hearts, we want the genuinely strong stuff that can withstand all the weathering and battering that life dishes out. We marvel at the tin and oak and glass of our grandparent’s generation. “Things just aren’t made the way they used to be,” we say. But when it comes to daily reality, we settle for furniture that looks strong enough to have survived years of cuts and scratches, but is just glued together with pressed wood and thin nails.

Not All Ground is Safe to Walk On: Learning to Trust the Right Things

Lately a lot of things I trusted in have gotten shaky. The entrepreneurial venture my husband embarked on ended after 2 1/2 years with disappointment, injustice, and a net loss of money. The small church I have poured myself into over the past seven years has shrunk even more over the last few months. And conflicts out of my control have attacked my peace during nights of little sleep.

The [Simple] Good News

We make Church and Christianity and following Jesus so complicated. But it’s pretty simple, really.  The Good News Both elevates … More

Why I Don’t Want to Live in a Colorblind World

You would never use just one word to define a place, or a historical figure, or a feeling, or a food, or even another word. It would be completely inadequate. You might say “tasty”… and then you add, “But the lemon flavor is a little too overpowering.” Or you might say “bored”… but then you would say, “Because I miss my friend who is away on a trip.” And although some of our personal culture and identity are tied to the words “black” and “white”, these words are incomplete when used as the sole definition of a human being.