When You Can’t Even Get Mad Anymore

When You Can’t Even Get Mad Anymore

“I just can’t even get mad anymore.” I was telling a friend about something I’d seen, and while normally it would have made me furious, this time I just felt sad. Earlier that evening, I’d found myself sitting in an auditorium in shock. Eyes wide and heart...
When You Wish You Could Google Maps Your Life

When You Wish You Could Google Maps Your Life

Please proceed to the route . . . Please proceed! To the route!Please! Proceed! To! The route!Rerouting . . . And then, radio silence. This was what I heard several times during my family vacation this past summer. My husband, two daughters, and I drove from...
To Those Who Are Missing a Place

To Those Who Are Missing a Place

Years ago, our church family split apart, partly over disagreements and difficulties related to a new building in which we planned to meet. I became convinced that having a permanent physical space wasn’t really important for a church. The church was made of people,...
When Making Do Doesn’t Make Sense

When Making Do Doesn’t Make Sense

In the thirteen years we lived in our first home, we dumped thousands of dollars and even more sweat and tears and prayers into it. A small, poorly constructed house, it was less a HGTV-type fixer-upper and more a money pit that had a real hard time passing inspection...
What We Need Most This Holiday Season

What We Need Most This Holiday Season

I stood shivering in my church’s parking lot, chatting with a couple friends (six feet apart). I was there to pick up my daughter after her small group, and they were there to clean out the children’s ministry bins that had been sitting unused for eight months. We...

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