Stop Calling it Gluttony
Can we talk about the term “gluttony” for a minute? Historically, the church has been very vocal regarding the concept of “gluttony” and...
The Story I Can't Quite Tell (Yet)
I am a narrative therapist at heart. I love being able to to stir up hope when there seems to be none, to be able to weave a beautiful...
Lower Still
I remember whispering the prayer: I want more. How do I get more of you? And I remember the whisper back: I am low. You have to go lower....
We Know the End
It's a new movie and my sensitive viewers begin to struggle with the scenes filled with tension, threatening situations, and the...
The Searing Pain of Hope
It hits me out of nowhere. And I am so thankful I chose to drive alone this morning -- no little girlies to distract me from the crushing...
All is as Light to Me
I am soaring above the clouds, gazing out the small oval window, mesmerized by the brilliant afternoon rays bouncing off the clouds and...
Glorifying God with Your Body or Cultural Obsession?
I have been seeing some form of this message for years. It goes something like this: "Our bodies are the temple of the Holy Spirit,...
Joy AND Sorrow
I got angry at my Bible Study yesterday. As in, maybe I sort of slammed it shut and wanted to tell off the author. The concept was one I...
My Absurd Attempt at Perfectionism
I'm a recovering perfectionist. Actually, it turns out I am a recovering "thought she was already recovered" perfectionist. See, growing...
Mama, Stop Idolizing Yourself
I am a mother and a therapist. It can be a deadly combination. For me, at least. I have so much education and training on relationships,...
