Ken, Doris, and Defiant Faith

So, asking for a friend. What do you do when you have a nervous breakdown in the middle of praise and worship? What do you do when you want to stop crying, but, for the love of God, all you can do is see your soon to graduate sons running towards you as toddlers, as…

Sporkfaith

Dear God,
Please keep me from being the spork of the Christian world.

Scattered Rags Isaiah 30:19-22

The other day, my teenage son sat down on the couch and tearfully poured out his heart about the approaching shift from high school to college. So many lasts. So many firsts.  And I wonder how things will turn out. If my husband and I said enough, did enough, held on tight enough, let them…

This one’s for the grocery store lady

There I was, standing in line at the deli, waiting to order a sub after church. My sons and I were having an intense theological conversation : “No, you may not have a motorcycle.” “But, I will be 18 soon.” The woman in front of us turned and said “Your mom is right. You don’t…

Mercy, Target, and Back to School….

If anyone wants to have a taste of Hades, just go to Target during the back to school sale.There is no fire or brimstone, but there are people acting like all of life depends on getting the .50 pack of crayons for their baby. I almost got ran over by a woman pushing a shopping…

Cheez Whiz Jesus

There was a time I’d been lulled into feckless slumber as a Christian. Maybe it’s the American church. Maybe it was my being over-churched, equating religious marching in place with an abundant life. The mainstream denomination I attended never spoke of the Holy Spirit, much less His gifts and power. But, all the other Christians…

It’s complicated…

I am what most people call geographically challenged. Five minutes and I will get lost. It has gotten better with GPS. But, still, I am one of those people in the parking lot scratching their head because they can’t find their car. And, sometimes my walk with God is a lot like that—complicated and all…

What washes up: False Narratives

39 He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!”Then the wind died down and it was completely calm. Mark 4:39 Part of what stinks so much about personal storms is that a lot of your junk gets kicked up and thrown in your face. The sin, the habits that…

Hokey Pokey

When I was in junior high, my mom thought it best to put me in roller skates and push me out into the middle of a rink. I was shy. An introvert. And, I needed to be coaxed out of my shell. What better way to do that than to throw a party and have…

Ugly crying and the desert of doubt

There’s a lonely place devoid of spiritual awakening. A barren place of my own undoing. And I know I’m not alone in acknowledging the desert. It’s just that a lot of Christians don’t want to stare that reality down. Last week I had to sit in a doctor’s office and hear results from an MRI…