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Jesus in real life: A repost for Halloween

I wrote this post three years ago. And it remains one of those conversations with my son that I think about often. Especially at Halloween. Hope you don't mind my sharing it again... “Why is it called Halloween, Mom?” We’re driving to preschool. This is the time of day when August asks all the good ...

This is Ace

  Dear Reader, This is Ace. Ace Christopher Evans. He's named Ace after Batman's dog. At least that's what August (our six year old) told us a couple of months ago after we'd already been referring to him as "Ace" in the womb for months. Back in November, August had finally given us his blessing on this new ...

Cultivate: Choosing Love & Humility Over Rightness, or When Resurrection is Our Story

I could say that my silence here has been because I’ve been “busy.” And that would be true, at least partially. Busy covers a multitude of realities, doesn’t it? But if I want to be honest about the past few weeks of my life, I have to tell you that I am in the midst of a tumultuous season, a time that has felt ...

Jesus in Real Life (A repost for Halloween)

Happy Halloween, people! This is a repost from two years ago, when August was a tiny little preschooler. It's still one of my favorites.   “Why is it called Halloween, Mom?” We’re driving to preschool. This is the time of day when August asks all the good questions. “Ummmm…” I say. I say that ...

Second Simplicity (sharing my story at Amy Peterson’s blog)

  Amy Peterson is a kindred soul out here in the internet, and I'm grateful she invited me to be part of a series of guest posts she's hosting on the growing up of faith. I was invited to share a moment in my life when my confident answers turned to questions, when I moved from naive faith to something richer. ...

On Finding and Being Found . . . I’m guest posting at (in)courage today

This is our story. How sometimes the finding happens in the ordinary, everyday places. This is our story of grace dispensed in the mundane of our lives. And there, in our weaknesses, our frailties—our daily work of stuffing the laundry into the dryer and searching for a parking space, pushing our kids in the grimy, ...

Invitation: One Word for 2014

  There’s a scene in my book where I’m praying with my spiritual director, Debby. She asks me to sit quietly with God, and eventually, after minutes of silence, instructs me to ask God for one word. One word. That day, I sat on her floral loveseat begging my brain and my soul to stop fighting it out for one second ...