An entire nation awoke to the news of a man named George Zimmerman being acquitted of any further charges in the killing of Trayvon Martin. It is certain that there is a shared ache throughout the courtroom, into the surrounding city and beyond. All of social media has guaranteed us that we may certainly not… Continue reading A Christian’s Response to a Jury’s Decision →

I believe that there are certain words that we do not like to hear when it comes to particular areas of our life. Whether it is in parenting, being physically active or spiritually alive, discipline is a three syllable word that seems to come across as only negative. I have been experiencing this in my… Continue reading discipline in sit-ups and solitude →

Friday morning started out with a breakfast with two of my sweet girl friends. We spoke of upcoming seasons in our lives with fresh excitement, and a few "I don't know, but we'll see's" sprinkled in. I'm writing now with an understanding of this particular early morning and how God's tender guidance is leading us… Continue reading Goodbye, Sunshine. →

I was four episodes deep. Four episodes into Mad Men when I finally decided to stop and actually eat something. It seemed that my appetite had been distracted, perhaps even quieted, by Mad Men. I was eager to learn who this Don Draper was that everyone is so enraptured by. And, my, I can finally… Continue reading The Don Draper Reality →

Over the weekend, I was able to enjoy some time with my family. There is something incredible about getting older (assuming "older" is coupled with maturity) - I'm learning to enjoy the moments spent with my family. I only say this because I've never been good at it. I carried that teen-angst well into my… Continue reading Life, enjoyed →

I will never forget sitting in a service at my church in Florida listening to two young men* describe the horror of the earthquake in Haiti. I will never forget how they described the moments that followed after the earthquake struck: every single person around them, men, women, children, were on their knees, crying out… Continue reading Guns and the Heart of Jesus →

Spring, so far, is excruciating in Chicago. There is this unending thought that it might just be easier to sew my sleeping bag-like jacket to myself, and that I will never know the feeling of sunshine on my toes again. I mean, that's really scary.But, however terrible the beginning is, it does make for good… Continue reading Scary Spring →

"In February, the flora and fauna are dead, the traffic turns the snow the color of tobacco juice, the children are shuttered away in their schools, and the long days are silent. The cats grow wet and skinny, the rain grows hard and bitter, as if it is not rain but the liquid redistribution of… Continue reading Sweet March →