Faith

I Pray for You on Sundays

I wouldn't call myself a woman of prayer. If I say I'll pray for you, I do. Often right then and there so I don't forget. And sometimes again later. But praying without ceasing is so far beyond my sights it still doesn't quite register. But I pray for you on Sundays. Never during prayer time in the service. I'm too distracted by the mass of people and what the…
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There Will Be Days

There will be days when we wonder if anything good will come out of this hard work of parenting. Days when one kid complains that her dress isn't fancy enough and the other complains about leftover pizza and you wonder where you've gone wrong. Days when the constant bickering and occasional spitting make you cry in overwhelmed wonder at the task of raising decent human beings. On these days, may we…
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Good News!

My husband is a diehard Cubs fan. His mom's cousin, Doug Dascenzo, played for the Cubs. As a kid he would go to games, sit behind home plate, and hang out in the dug out. He even has a couple of bats signed by the whole team. So once we recovered from the epic Game Seven of the World Series, our whole family headed three hours over to Chicago to watch…
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A Prayer of Confession

This morning, We confess that we've been silent. Not standing up for the weak and powerless. We confess that we've allowed our stubborness to get in the way of really listening to those whose lives look different from ours, whose opinions are not our own. We confess that we have lied to ourselves, unwilling to invite the Spirit to show us the true condition of our hearts. We confess that our…
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Christianity, Candy, and the Stories We’re Handed

© 2007 bertknot, Flickr | CC-BY-SA | via Wylio He struggled. He overheard the adults whispering, as if his inability to recite the memory verse made him unable to hear their criticism. As if he were immune to the insensitivity. One adult actually asked him, "Why can't you be more like your siblings?" The candy didn't pass his lips, and the badges were conspicuously missing from his sash. She excelled. She heard…
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For the Recovering Know It Alls

Dear Recovering Know It All, I know you cringe when you think of what you said. What you thought. Who you were. Because it's ugly facing up to your own self-righteousness. You want to crawl under the blankets and never come out. Especially when you're reminded that who you were and who you are aren't nearly as far apart as you'd like. But there is grace my friend. Even for…
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For My Brother (And All the Other Pastors)

Dear Brother, I know I am not your keeper. But that you are everyone else's. I know the 2am phone calls and the Saturday knock on the door. I know the split-second decisions you often make. The confidentiality held. The burdens born. The tears you choke back. The doubt in your own mind as you assure the one in front of you. I know resting takes work. Because it's hard to turn off…
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