A Writer’s Campaign: Laundry, Essays, and Pressing On Toward the Goal

I look at the clock again. How is it that time already? Where had the last 45 minutes gone? I’m scrambling to finish the task I am doing, one of about a thousand that requires me to do it, my hands and my feet, and not anyone else. My pace quickens as I throw inContinue reading “A Writer’s Campaign: Laundry, Essays, and Pressing On Toward the Goal”

How St. Augustine is guiding me through this election

I’ve been spending some significant time with St. Augustine lately. If you remember, he was the Bishop of Hippo during the fall of Rome, that great “Eternal City.” I like the bishop; he is profoundly relatable. He shares the inner dialogue of his heart and mind with astonishing transparency in Confessions, a sort of autobiographical retellingContinue reading “How St. Augustine is guiding me through this election”

Oh, Piercing Word: The Hurt of the Lord

It was a simple mistake. A grammatical error, to be exact. But it was on the internet, the modern-day public square, and (crucial to note) the error changed the meaning of the statement. When I received a mocking response (yes, from a stranger!) I was surprised at how it felt—like a hot iron, pulled fromContinue reading “Oh, Piercing Word: The Hurt of the Lord”

Front Porch Prayers (for a Slow Summer Afternoon)

It’s mid-week, late afternoon, sitting-in-the-porch-rocker time and I’m watching birds dive-bomb for treasures in the yard. My mason jar of iced coffee went down too fast and I want another one, mostly because it was delicious, but also because it is a humid 87 degrees out (and the coffee brings sweet relief).

Advocacy, Amos, and the Quiet Life

I’ll spare you the “2020 amiright?” jokes because we all know this has already been one strange and difficult year so far. As I recently mentioned on the blog (after a month-long writing sabbatical), I’ve personally been in a season of quiet. This is not an unusual pattern for me. When a Super Busy Life Season™ is happeningContinue reading “Advocacy, Amos, and the Quiet Life”

The Counter-Culture Practice of Waiting on God

Oh dear reader, my wish is that you and I could sit down together over a slow and nourishing meal and unpack our hearts and minds as we savor each bite. I would ask you about the state of your soul in this historically tenuous moment…are you carrying the weight of social unrest? Are youContinue reading “The Counter-Culture Practice of Waiting on God”

Why We Worship During Times of Crisis

While reading Chamber’s “My Utmost for His Highest” over coffee this morning, the author’s words seemed to jump off the page. Remember, this book was first published in 1935, just a handful of years before WW2 broke out.