Invitation: One Word for 2014

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  There’s a scene in my book where I’m praying with my spiritual director, Debby. She asks me to sit quietly with God, and eventually, after minutes of silence, instructs me to ask God for one word. One word. That day, I sat on her floral loveseat begging my brain and my soul to stop [Read More...]

Light Your Candles Quietly: Keeping Advent with Mary, Vol. 3 (A Repost)

Note: This was first published last Advent, following the shootings in Newtown… Vol. 3 – Defiantly Demanding Redemption “In sober fact there is little romance or beauty in the thought of a young woman looking desperately for a place where she could give birth to her first baby… it is a bitter commentary upon the [Read More...]

One Good Phrase: Katie Noah Gibson (With all kinds of doubts)

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I first bonded with Katie Noah Gibson over our similar lives, both West Texas girls who found ourselves on the East coast, navigating the giant cultural gap between the two. I think her words today were just for me. And I think they might be just for you too.   For a lifelong reader, I [Read More...]

My Chalkboard: Sandra McCracken

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From Sandra McCracken’s beautiful new album Desire Like Dynamite. I sang this song (“Go”) in my head all the way to the post office Wednesday to mail the book contract. It’s becoming my Brave Girl mantra.   [Read more...]

Light Your Candles Quietly: Keeping Advent with Mary, Vol. 3

Vol. 3 – Defiantly Demanding Redemption “In sober fact there is little romance or beauty in the thought of a young woman looking desperately for a place where she could give birth to her first baby… it is a bitter commentary upon the world that no one would give up a bed for the pregnant [Read More...]

Conversations with Ourselves

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Today I have the honor of guest posting at Preston Yancey’s blog in his series “Conversations with Ourselves” in which we are given the opportunity to explore what our present self would like say to our past self (or vice versa). It was a gift to be forced to look at myself and love her, [Read More...]


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