The Sunday She Stood

The Sunday She Stood

I was 30 years old the first time I heard a woman preach. And no, it wasn’t a women’s conference. Or a Bible study. She wasn’t a visiting missionary, or giving that cute little mini message that happens before the actual sermon. I mean honest-to-goodness-Sunday-morning-real-deal-preaching. I happened to be at a church I drop in on … Continue reading

Beautiful Like Penny Candies and Mermaid Hair

Beautiful Like Penny Candies and Mermaid Hair

The six-year-old me put the quirk in quirkster. She laid out perfectly matched outfits each night before school. She measured her pigtails to make sure they were even. She devoured books the way kids nowadays devour Spongebob. And she *may* have been a bit of a bossypants (Though thanks to Tina Fey, this is now … Continue reading

Ugly Sweatshirt

Ugly Sweatshirt

Today I am thrilled to be guest posting over at Cara Stickland’s lovely blog, Little Did She Know. Cara has been hosting an utterly captivating series on her site entitled de(tales): stories of all those interesting details that make our life experiences so rich and unique. I hope you enjoy my de(tale) offering, Ugly Sweatshirt. … Continue reading

When Christians Give You A Scalded Toast Heart

When Christians Give You A Scalded Toast Heart

I grew up in Sunday School. A non-descript room with squeaky linoleum floors, wooden chairs arranged as neat and precise as we were expected to behave. I can still hear our thin childish voices filling the rafters with unabashed joy during worship, chubby hands clapping and waving wildly with the actions, shouting about our Jesus. … Continue reading

When Your Body Talks Back

When Your Body Talks Back

You step out of the shower. Take a deep breath as the steam slowly creeps up to the ceiling. Inwardly tell yourself to have grace. To speak words of love. Of affirmation. Anything positive will suffice really. You turn to the mirror. You want so badly to love me. But that brick wall of insecurity … Continue reading

Waiting (Impatiently) for Your Spring

Waiting (Impatiently) for Your Spring

  Spring has an obvious way of making its presence known here on the West Coast. Cherry blossom trees erupt—literally erupt—all over the city. I find cherry blossom trees completely magical—almost otherworldly. The way they unexpectedly burst into a symphony of exquisiteness, seemingly one day to the next. They make plain, ramshackle houses look like … Continue reading

The Splenda Level of Friendship

The Splenda Level of Friendship

Standing at the coffee bar, I discreetly tear open two yellow packets of sweetener. I watch as the sparkling granules swirl into my English breakfast tea, dissolving easily. Only after my paper cup has been securely sealed do I take a seat at a tucked away table. You greet me a wide easy grin. We’ve … Continue reading

When God Asks You to Take Out the Trash

When God Asks You to Take Out the Trash

I hate taking out the garbage. It is by far the worst of all household tasks. It might be my superhuman olfactory senses. Or because the colossal effort it requires to take out the trash remains unappreciated to the naked eye, tucked under the sink. It may have a smidge to do with the fact … Continue reading