The Car Crash in My Front Yard

Our first house was in a neighborhood that had no stop signs. Weird, I know. It was a grid of intersecting side streets, and our little house–situated on a corner lot–looked out upon one of the many intersections.There was an unwritten rule in the...

The Prodigal’s Sister

There’s a story Jesus told about two brothers–one who disgraced his Father by running off with an early inheritance, and the other, who stayed behind dutifully slaving away, but was just as distant from his Father’s heart. The story is about both...

How did I get like this?

During our first year of marriage, I asked this question dozens of times. My new husband would hurt my feelings or make me angry, and I would fling myself on the bed, wailing and punching pillows. But it never made me feel better. I’d emerge feeling horrible and...

What Humiliation Does and Doesn’t Accomplish

When I was in high school, I loved piano. My choir director asked me to accompany the choir on a a couple of our songs. I said sure, I’d be happy to, though I had never accompanied before.I practiced the songs, which were easy enough, at home, but I guess I...

Why we like perfect role models at the gym, but not at church.

This is the question I asked last time, and I loved all of the delightful responses. First, about non-sweaty work-out instructors: One woman said, “Seeing a skinny, toned person working out is believable because you DO get skinny and toned if you work out…” But...

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