I’m Learning To Be Both Mary and Martha
Here we are again—another familiar season in the church calendar, another return to the words that have shaped so many…
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Here we are again—another familiar season in the church calendar, another return to the words that have shaped so many…
Continue ReadingThe laundry isn’t folded. The dishes aren’t washed. There are remnants of blueberry yogurt scattered from breakfast, and now there…
Continue ReadingAfter my daughter passed, I had to make an impossible decision. While still bleeding and physically recovering, I was asked…
Continue ReadingAfter whirling down the basement steps on tiptoe, I opened the washer’s lid to shift the clean clothes to the…
Continue ReadingI just finished folding 13 loads of laundry. No exaggeration—if anything, I’m underselling myself because some of the laundry baskets…
Continue Reading“Mommy, what if God was real, like in our house?” my oldest ponders as he chews on a cucumber, his…
Continue ReadingIt was a Tuesday morning, nine o’clock. My back rested against the recliner chair, as I was too exhausted to…
Continue ReadingIf you grew up in the Church in the late 1980s to the early 2000s and you're a woman, this…
Continue ReadingI walked into the church, clutching my Bible tote and feeling butterflies in my stomach. Like the first day of…
Continue ReadingIf I’m your nurse, I will do my best to stand in the gap for you. While my hands are…
Continue ReadingI’m going to tell you something I wish someone had told me (Cass) fifteen years ago. Living a life for…
Continue ReadingHesitantly, I stepped onto the machine. It had been years since I’d been to a gym, let alone used an…
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