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Let Your Yes Be OH YES!
There are a few things I thought about (as well as a few things I wish I had thought about) by the time I first had sex. Maybe a conversation about the real definition can start there.
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Regarding the Recent Scandal out of Willow Creek Community Church
This afternoon, I was browsing my Facebook feed (which has somehow become an act of either defiance or willful ignorance lately, but I’m not really on board) and came across a friend’s post. He had linked this article about Megachurch leader and evangelical personality, Bill Hybels, who has recently been accused of sexual misconduct. My friend shared this post along with the article: Katelyn Beaty’s observations are notable and I want to address them. But first I have to delve into why this news gets to me on a more personal level than have any of the other evangelical scandals from recent years. My Connection I grew up at Willow Creek,…
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Library Thing Early Reader’s Review: The Marvelous Mustard Seed
I received The Marvelous Mustard Seed, written by Amy-Jill Levine and illustrated by Margaux Meganck, in the Library Thing Early Review program. Flyaway Books sent me an advanced reader’s manuscript and a nice letter to go along with it. I highly recommend joining Library Thing and their Early Reviewers’ program, if for no other reason than free books! The art in The marvelous Mustard Seed is wonderful and very fitting for the content. There are more words on each page than some other more beautiful children’s books I’ve seen (I think of Erin E. Stead as the paragon of cutesie children’s book art, and of course David Wiesner’s books are often…
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Learning the Drip
My little bubble of relationships and routines exists for me to serve it with compassion, not for me to overlook it because something more interesting is on the horizon.
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Another Allegory of a Cave
I don’t know how long I do this, but I have begun making a map in my head of the curves and turns in the wall.
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Behold, I Have Invented God
In a word: I am so hopelessly imperfect it frequently causes me to crawl into a blanket fort and wish the world away.
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Christmas Trauma
But I have not yet figured out how to be happy in a world that is torn apart every day by war and hate, by hunger and sickness, by itself. I’ve learned this semester that being a social worker necessarily means knowing that there is more fallenness in this world than we can bear.
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Fighting the Inertia
I am utterly inept at planning my own life. I rarely even finish a to-do list on a daily basis. But what does it look like to trust God’s plans for my groceries or my smart phone?
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Hymns and Church and Me
I stopped resenting hymns about the same time I decided in my heart to be a history minor. When I started studying the past, I quickly developed an involuntary joy in feeling connected to that past.
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There are separations
On Monday I managed to pull myself together enough to run a bunch of errands, including a trip to the library, where I had a couple of books on hold ready to pick up. One was Do Not Ask What Good We Do (which I found via John Stewart and have yet to finish reading, so that book review will have to wait) and the other was Habibi by Craig Thompson. While it looks like a chunky book that would take a while to read, it’s a graphic novel, so its size is deceptive. Craig Thompson wrote Blankets, which was a graphic memoir that focused on his teenaged years and his struggles with the Christian church,…
