You are not your job.

You are not your body. You are not your house. You are not your car. You are not your job. That’s what my yoga instructor said to our class yesterday. (I don’t remember if that was before or after I did some unpronounceable pose that I’ll be recovering from for the next four days.) When Chris and I arrived in San Francisco, we would have never said that our jobs defined our value, but that is exactly what we believed. I had been raising a baby and spending my work hours telling pagan … [Read more...]

Why this blog was not titled “Mama:Monk of San Francisco”

When I started writing to all you lovely people, I was pretty lonely. I was a SAHM in a new city, walking with my eighteen month old down steep sidewalks that didn’t feel like they belonged to me, adjusting my life as a mom to a yard-less home (apartment) and the community of neighborhood parks. I was a girl from Amarillo pushing a stroller up San Francisco hills! (Do you comprehend how distinct those two differences are? Please click here to grasp the flatness of Amarillo, Texas.) Here’s … [Read more...]

It’s (Almost) Grateful June!

So, I’ve been reading Ann Voskamp’s blog a lot lately. I’ve known about her blog for more than a year but never really made a commitment to faithfully reading it until now. And I've been missing out. Her voice is lyrical, her pictures are stunning. (Sorry I’m so lame with no pictures around here, people. But photography is not my special gift.) Her first book was published several months ago. I haven’t read it yet but I bought it for my mom for Mother’s Day. That’s how much … [Read more...]

Just as my mother did…

The Bible is not particularly known for its progressive take on the value and significance of women (though I would argue that Jesus turned that worldview upside down in significant ways…I love that guy).  Honestly, I’m okay with the rarity of women in scripture because when they do show up, they are powerful, smart, and heartbreakingly authentic: Deborah the Judge, Ruth the widow, Rahab the harlot, the Proverbs 31 lady (aka the sickeningly talented businesswoman/mother/wife), Mary the … [Read more...]

Righteousness and Peace

Sunday’s Psalm (day 85) was one I recall reading sometime in late high school, early college. (I’m sure I could find the journal where I dramatically applied the words to my love life, but I’ll spare us all that.) What I remember is reading Psalm 85 and thinking it was so beautiful: righteousness and peace being in love with one another, not being able to keep their hands (or at least their lips) off each other… As I write this tonight I’m tired and am wishing I had some deep … [Read more...]

The ache of place

The idea of PLACE sort of blows my mind sometimes. That’s probably a weirdly deep thing to say, like when I say about babies, “It’s so crazy how they don’t exist and then nine months later, they’re, like, a person!!!” Yeah, duh. (But, doesn’t the baby thing confound you sometimes? The perfection of little fingers and how my milk--that I don’t even know how to make in my head but my body does!--is all T-Rexy needs to have to his life sustained? It’s remarkable.) That’s how I … [Read more...]

The Good King

Because my husband usually gets only an hour with our boys in the evenings before bedtime hits, we’ve never quite followed the sleep experts’ advice about calming pre-bedtime activities. For a while we tried the bedtime bath but I could never get my act together enough to have dinner ready, children fed, and bath completed before the 7:30 chime of pajama time. Honestly, can people really do that? My kids are much dirtier and much less calm than the average. Also, Chris is a game-making-up … [Read more...]

What is true.

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This is what my husband brought to my bed yesterday morning. He knows that I would usually prefer an experience over a thing (though I’ll admit I like things) and my ultimate experience usually involves food. So, when it’s my birthday or Mother’s Day or some other type of needy Micha day, I get breakfast in bed and I milk it for all it’s worth. There was no way I was getting out of bed before 9:30 yesterday. I stayed in my covers and read my book. And it was awesome. Then, I thought, my … [Read more...]

Thankful Tuesday: Mystery and the Rally to Restore Unity

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If you haven’t heard, Rachel Held Evans has officially declared this week the Rally to Restore Unity in the blogiverse. What does this mean? It means we’re making awesome pictures of ourselves holding signs that are adorable and clever. And it means we’re actually communicating with each other about our differences within Christianity.  Look at the Facebook page. And read Rachel’s blog posts about it. It’s Thankful Tuesday. And in honor of the Rally to Restore Unity, I’m … [Read more...]

How to be a hero for Mother’s Day: Prosperity Candle and Preemptive Love Coalition

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Friends, this is not a regular type of Mama:Monk post and I try to keep posts here reflective rather than instructive. But I feel like what I'm sharing is in line with Mama:Monk's values, and I'm hoping you'll feel the same way. This is Parzheen. She's an Iraqi girl waiting for life saving heart surgery. How sweet is that face? Underneath there's a picture of Mohammed, who is also waiting. Today’s post is bit different than usual: Instead of talking about me and my kids, I want you to see … [Read more...]