In a recent article on Elite Daily, writer Miranda Athanasiou listed five “optimistic thoughts” that will supposedly change your perspective on life and turn you into a happier person. There’s just one problem. Most of her “optimistic thoughts” are superficial yet very popular lies. In fact, I’d venture to say that if you believe these lies, and live them out to their logical conclusion, you’re setting yourself up for a world of pain and confusion. I’ll go through them one by one and explain what I mean. Continue reading “Response: 5 Optimistic Thoughts That Will Change Your Perspective On Life”
I was about 11 years old when I realized that my dad didn’t love me. I remember praying and telling God, “You need to be my Father. You need to be my dad. If I don’t have a dad, I’m going to have a lot of problems when I turn into a teenager.”
I still had a lot of problems when I “turned into a teenager.” In fact, I wrestled with my past and with God until I was well into my twenties. I talked to pastors, therapists, friends, and family. Nothing seemed to heal my brokenness. I’d feel better for a little while, but then all the pain would come flooding back. It was difficult to go to church, because the sermons reminded me of all the promises of peace and love in the Bible that I didn’t see coming true in my life. Continue reading “Father’s Day For The Fatherless: Let This Bring You JOY!”
Dear Dad I Never Had,
As you know, we have never met. It’s not because I didn’t have a dad. I did. I had a biological father, but he didn’t love me. So, he wasn’t really a real dad, was he? But you were.
I imagined you.
I missed you.
I still miss you … every day. Continue reading “Dear Dad I Never Had: I Miss You. I Love You. Happy Father’s Day.”
Any time I read the Bible to the girls, I paraphrase using words they’ll understand. My 3 year old interjects her own interesting ideas, which often reveal how she as a toddler comprehends the Bible. Here’s a transcript of the adorable hilarity that went down this afternoon: Continue reading “Bible Reading With The Kids | Psalm 74: “Jesus Makes Purple Rainbows””
I’ve been doing a lot of contemplating about my “ministry” today. That word sounds so stuffy and prideful when applied to me. I’m not a minister and I’m not a preacher. I’m a mother who composes songs, writes blogs, is scribbling down a few novels, and likes to sing and play the piano. I would never dream of putting my “ministry” on the same level of seriousness as that of a pastor or missionary. However, I have a “ministry” in the sense that I am a witness — a muddy and blurred reflection of Christ — to the world. I have a persona, a public image, and a small platform, and I also happen to be a Christian.
Quite frankly, that terrifies me. Continue reading “Sola Gratia: Don’t Blame My Sin On Jesus”
The news out of Orlando this week has been both terrifying and heartbreaking. In addition to the Pulse nightclub massacre, Christian singer Christina Grimmie was shot while signing autographs after her concert.
The two stories are separate. The killers were different people with different beliefs and different agendas. The victims were diverse; of different religions, lifestyles, ages, and races. Nevertheless, they bear the similar thread of hate and seemingly spontaneous bursts of evil.
What do we say then? How do we process the injustice, cruelty, and heinous violence of such crimes? How do we comfort those who have lost loved ones? How do we find comfort for ourselves? Continue reading “A Christian Response To The Orlando Massacre & Christina Grimmie Shooting”