Can you still pray if you can’t sit still? My dear, whoever said prayer was about sitting still?
I still struggle with self-love. I have a garden in my heart teeming with green seedlings, the result of hundreds of hours of steady watering, weeding, and the occasional emergency overhaul. My self-love is growing. But it’s still frail and small. Sometimes I still wonder if I’ve learned anything at all. But I trust theContinue reading “On Trying To “Fix” Ourselves”
When I was in university, I attended a Baptist church on campus. The people seemed nice, and I appreciated the chance to go somewhere on Sunday mornings instead of hiding out in my dorm room. But even though the worship songs were beautiful, and the people in the pews were warm and caring, I leftContinue reading “When Our Ideas About God Hurt Us”
I have a memory of my father teaching me how to skate. He patiently knelt down in front of me on the bench to help me lace up my skates, and then led me by the hand as I penguin-stepped out to the ice. At first, I just walked on the ice. Dad let meContinue reading “Stepping Out in Faith”