Confessions of the Real Prodigal
Father, Could it be that you come with a tender word, even for the likes of me, long steeped in the economy of law and merits of righteousness? How many times h...
Category: grace
Cabin Fever!
Cabin fever has spiked. The winter roars outside. The bears have broken in, and they are my children. Wild things, stomping and raging and growling, upendi...
Clothed
Do you remember it? The first outfit you chose for your baby girl? Perhaps a decidedly pink sleeper and matching hat. Or an impossibly tiny and frilly dress. Do...
For All the Good Christian Girls Gone Wrong
We good Christian girls are doomed to live in the messes of our own making, because we know better. Deserving of our doom – yes, this is our self-judgment. And ...
Father’s Day 2013
To the fathers who have chosen the narrow way, who have made wise decisions, and brave decisions, whose conviction has kept us strong, and whose faithfulness ha...