It’s cool these days to say that Christianity is stupid and oppressive. But I say the opposite is true. I say if you reject the Bible’s teachings; if you you divorce your life from the One who created it; you are in for a world of hurt and bitter disappointment; if not in this life,…
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Being Invested (Or: There Will Be Poo)
Every evening, right before dusk, a family of bluebirds flits over from wherever they’ve been all day into our backyard to eat dinner. Mom, dad, and fledglings perch on top of Audrey’s swing-set to eat after pecking around in the garden. There’s also some purple finches and last night I was surprised by an American…
Making a Joyful Noise
Last night I dreamed a parade of solemn, angry protesters was marching through my neighborhood. As they came around the bend and got closer, I could read the signs they held in tight, unmovable fists. They were Christians. And they were, quite literally, mad at the world. I remember thinking to myself as they trudged…
21 Again!
It’s my second twenty-first birthday. I’m a whole lifetime away from the girl who sat drinking woowoos at the Chili‘s in Manassas the first time around. Four years later I would be exhausted from my sin-soaked lifestyle and I’d move to Richmond to pursue a God-centered life. Surprisingly, I discovered Christian Angela was still a…
Finding Joy in January
I’ve caught myself several times over the last few weeks wishing January away. The coziness of a fire at night is nice, but the unwelcome chill that greets us each morning as we trudge toward the bus stop makes me want to dive back under the covers as soon as my feet will carry me…
It’s a Wonderful Life (or it can be!)
I just watched “It’s a Wonderful Life” for the first time last night. I know, I know. I think the opening scene with blinking stars talking to each other put me off enough to change the channel in the past, but they were talking about how…wonderful…it was on my favorite podcast so I decided to…
Resisting Despair
You know what makes me happy? Strutting around the first floor of my house in step with the Beegees. First “Stayin’ Alive”, then “Jive Talkin’”. You’re welcome for the visual. Just for added delight, picture me wearing stripy purple yoga pants and a bedazzled navy blue sweatshirt. Merry Christmas. That’s how I get my steps…
Come What May
Maybe it’s the fresh air from the open window and the bright beauty of hot pink roses spilling over the neighbor’s fence. Maybe it’s the sunlight dappling the yellow and red and brown and green of fall leaves. Maybe it’s the perfect cup of coffee and the coziness of the throw blanket I’m snuggled under….
Two Years
It’s been a wild ride so far. We were married six months when the Coronavirus hit. I am so thankful we had normalcy the entirety of our dating, engagement, wedding, and first six months of marriage! Praise the Lord! Getting used to being a wife and a brand new mom (to a four year old…
Joy in the Time of Kamala
First of all, before you ask for my address so you know where to send the hate mail, I only wrote Kamala because it sounds similar to “cholera”. Just tell yourself it means “current times”. Joy is a term we often hear during big celebrations in life: a wedding, the birth of a child, finding…
Living Well 