Marriage is not easy, and that might be the understatement of the century. It is hard work and heartache, late nights and crippling doubts.
I’m Racist (and So Are You)
This is exactly what hurts so much right now, the willful ignorance of everything that is happening around us. The quiet, arrogant assurance that racism doesn’t really exist anymore and that none of this would be happening if “they” could just “get over it.”
One Body
I am a white mother of a beautifully multiracial family, with four kids from four different countries and a fifth on the way. And though I have spent the last decade of my life believing that my sweet children (black and white) were equal and beloved in the eyes of my community, my country, and beyond, the past few years have eroded that belief—and broken my heart.
Of Bread and Stones
I’ve come to the conclusion that if we’re following the model of our Father God, or at least trying to, we’re moving in the right direction. Parenting is less about a list of how-to’s and more about a posture of grace.
Spilling Over
I love my busy. I want meaning and passion, a life filled with purpose and intent. Abundance.
People of the Second Chance
We all fail: at work, with our families, in our lives. What does it look like to embrace grace and live as people of second (and third, fourth, and seventy-seventh) chances?