Sometimes Your Pain Becomes a Ministry
I never wanted kids. Let me just start there. It almost ended my relationship with my now-husband because I was…
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I never wanted kids. Let me just start there. It almost ended my relationship with my now-husband because I was…
Continue ReadingOutside, the sky hung in a thick, dim slab, like a ceiling over the trees that stood crooked in the…
Continue ReadingWhen people hear the word ministry, they often think of missionaries, or the pastor who preaches every Sunday, but in…
Continue ReadingMy 8-year-old-daughter has recently taken up sewing, to my simultaneous delight and chagrin. My delight because I too love sewing;…
Continue ReadingHere 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…
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