Broken Batteries
"I've been told I'm just a body." "I struggle feeling like I'm too broken for God to actually use me." "I think God sees me as a piece of dirt." "I look so ugly unless
Broken Beating Hearts
Tonight, I met Hagar. She was pushing a stroller at top speed through the subway tunnel. She was haggard, dirty, poorly dressed. Her daughter was eerily silent. "Excuse me, I was wondering if you could
So, Does this Outfit Make Me Look Relevant…?
"Do you have Instagram?" I looked at the man across the counter of the donut shop and shook my head. He was trying to connect me with the store's coupon offer. Needless to say, I
I’d like to order one Rapture, please…
It's hard to look at the monstrous expectations of your future and of yourself and not be overwhelmed. I want to grow up well. I want to do this life thing right, honor God, finish
The Heart Pumper
Oftentimes, I feel like there is nothing more to say. What is the significance of "my contribution" to any of this world? Writing, thoughts, opinions, convictions, definitions, loves, hates? What on earth do I have
The Door Opener
It's funny how He does it. My life has consisted of a progressive unfolding, a journey of steps and many, many doors. My heart has been rent and reformed dozens of times--expectations derailed, God switching
Pieces
Crumbs. Pieces. Fragments. Slices. The Bible, when you think about it, doesn't offer us that much. This book is, by its own attestation, God's complete self-revelation, everything he believes is necessary for us to know
Perhaps
"Great is Thy faithfulness," the congregation sang. Worshiping at a historic church here in the City, I receive a weekly dose of beauty and hymnody. This morning, as I looked another semester square in the
Wonderstruck and Bothering
I've been pondering this one phrase that has so completely captured my imagination: God bothered. This Incarnation Celebration Season, aka Christmas, we rave about the commercialism and the church services, the cookies and the presents,