Make Room for Joy
It started to snow one morning this week. We’re in an odd little pocket of Canada, caught between…
It started to snow one morning this week. We’re in an odd little pocket of Canada, caught between…
This past Sunday, my two little nieces performed in their church Christmas pageant. I love to watch Christmas…
Because we drive by the farms on the edge of town and the tinies watch for sheep. Because…
Someone told me that I’m disgustingly prideful. They talked and wrote about my hubris, my vanity, my self-importance…
My first allegiance isn’t to feminism. My first allegiance is to Jesus and His kingdom. Following Jesus changes…
I am driving home from a memorial service for a longed-for baby boy. He had red hair. I…
“You’re here to be light, bringing out the God colors in the world” (Matt. 5:14, MSG). In my…
Author’s Note: This column is not directed at any one church or experience. It is an amalgamation of…
Certain vocational milestones stand out in my mind. There was the day my grade two teacher typed up…
My sister’s husband recently graduated from university. Between working full-time and being a wonderful father to my two…
My youngest child is 14 months old. And she has never, not once, slept through the night. That…
My parents are not writers, they did not grow up as devout readers of literature or poetry, and…
The false binaries can grind a girl down. While I was growing up in third-wave charismatic circles, women…
It’s Holy Week in the Church calendar now. The world isn’t longing for another easter egg hunt or…
I have had to yank that lie right out of the ground, burn it like chaff. I know…
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