The best Christmas gift I ever got wasn’t a My Little Pony. It wasn’t a Dyson Motorhead v6 Cordless Stick Vacuum. Which may or may not have been a self-gift. I’d post a link but there’s a newer, better version out now we’re not promoting consumerism around here. It wasn’t Aunt Alaine’s Rainforest cake that… Continue reading The Best Christmas Gift I Ever Got Wasn’t a Fruitcake
I have a love/hate relationship with stuff: I love getting rid of stuff because I hate it. It’s genetic I suspect. My dad is infamous for his lifelong, one-man war on clutter. No stuff was safe around this heroic man- his stuff, your stuff, stuff in our home, stuff in other people’s homes, or even… Continue reading Dear Jesus, Your Birthday Was Nice. I Got Lots of Stuff.
Recently, I met up with a couple close friends I haven’t seen for quite a while. We sat clustered around a table, sipping good coffee and catching up on life- two of my favorite people and I. It was a delightful experience. Mostly. Conversation was flowing, smiles all around, and then... I happened. Oh yes I… Continue reading Thanks to Jesus I’m Free to Be a Big Fat Jerk
Math has never been my strong suit. In high school I only managed a decent grade in the last real math class I ever took... because I figured out how to manipulate my teacher into helping me arrive at the correct answers during tests. Yeah I’m slightly proud not at all proud of that. So… Continue reading Confessions of a Former Pharisee [Part 3]: Stop Trying to Be a Good Christian
Today we're going to discuss my sucky wardrobe. (Side note: do people even use the word "sucky" anymore? What if I add a hashtag; hashtags make everything trendy right? #sucky? I don't even know. Urban Thesaurus was no help. #Fail! [Although its superior cousin, Urban Dictionary, will always hold a special place in my heart as it was arguably… Continue reading Confessions of a Former Pharisee [Part 2]: My Outfit Sucks
Here’s the deal. I kind of really don’t want to write this post. The reason? Demons. No, I don’t mean that demons are literally making me not want to write this post… trying to sabotage me by flying shrieking around my head or jamming my computer keys. What I mean is this: the theme of… Continue reading Confessions of a Former Pharisee [Part 1]: I Once Was Blind, But Now I See
Is it just me, or is it feeling a little 1960s hippyish around here with all this love talk? Nevertheless… onward ho! Last week in the first article of this two-part series on God’s love, I wrote about the importance of accepting that you literally ARE, as related to identity, “loved by God.” Today I… Continue reading It’s Time to Get Over Yourself and Share the Love
This weekend I attended a women’s retreat where the theme was “Loved.” I gotta be honest, I usually always experience a little apprehension about attending events specifically for women, because truthfully, I struggle to be comfortable with my own femininity, open displays of emotion, and sentimental concepts... and as you can imagine, encountering those things… Continue reading Hi Nice to Meet You, I’m “Loved.” Who Are You?
To say that my world had been rocked after the events that occurred during the “Car Ride that Changed my Life” was an understatement. (This is a follow-up discussion of that post, so if you haven’t read it yet, please take a moment to do so!). I had just experienced a major paradigm shift. Don’t… Continue reading True Salvation: The Opinion of This Previously Unbelieving Believer
October 16, 2016. It was a deliciously stormy Sunday. My husband, two boys and I were driving home from an out-of-town family event. There’s something so soothing about driving in the rain. Listening to the rhythmic beating of the rain as it strikes the car and watching the rivulets of water run down the windshield… Continue reading The Car Ride that Changed my Life