You go to church most Sundays, spend time in the Word, and love the Lord. You have a good relationship with him and feel pretty strong in your faith. You’ve even got a Jesus bumper sticker. (Okay, maybe not.)
But when it comes to talking about your faith, you sweat. You retreat. You avoid. You know you should mention Jesus to your neighbor and your coworker and the girl who cuts your hair, and you want to, but it’s so... Read More
Holy Week begins.
As Jesus entered the Mount of Olives on his little donkey, he saw the golden city of Jerusalem below him. The sight filled him with sadness because he knew how many of its inhabitants were indifferent or hostile to his message: “Oh, Jerusalem,” he wept. “You did not recognize the time of God’s coming to you” (Luke 19:44). He loved them dearly and would have gathered them in his embrace like a mother hen with her chicks,... Read More
I walked back into the gym today. After pretty much a year off, it wasn’t easy.
I used to be all about exercise. I loved feeling strong, fit, healthy. I looked forward to my workouts. I loved the community. I loved staying after and talking. (What? Shocker!)
Then we moved across the country. Finding a new workout routine took a backseat to settling in to new jobs, a new home, a new way of life.
By the time last fall... Read More
There is no middle ground with teenagers. Everything is awesome. Or . . . everything is so far from awesome that there are no words. Here are just a few examples from the news.
Last week on the radio I learned about 50 texting acronyms. These are codes kids are using to keep parents in the dark. Every time you think you are doing a good thing by checking texts and Instagram, the kids seem to be one step ahead... Read More
Last week Pentecostal televangelist Creflo Dollar caused something of a stir when his ministry put out videos asking for 200,000 people each to give him $300 or more so that he could buy a new Gulfstream G650 private jet—sticker price $65 million. Apparently his old jet was worn out; back in November it had slid off a runway at a London airport.
In succeeding days the mockery and blowback from this announcement were so ferocious that the ministry’s PR firm... Read More
Okay, I’m not even a mom yet, but I’ve watched a Similac commercial on YouTube at least five times now . . . because I hope and pray to be a mother soonish and “mommy wars” intrigue and scare me.
The mommy wars Similac video called The Mother ’Hood is both hilarious and heartwarming. It’s marketing at its finest. But marketing ploy aside, the video depicts a playground scene that is sadly not too far from reality. Picture a Jets versus Sharks... Read More
Spring came all of a sudden to the frozen chosen in the Upper Midwest this year. God abruptly turned up the thermostat and huge piles of snow disappeared within a week. Woo-hoo! You can’t imagine our delight and ecstasy unless you’ve actually endured one of our long winters.
One of my most beloved sights is the scattering of debris left on the strip of grass between the sidewalk and street. I love it—it means it’s time to rake instead of... Read More
Last week Lt. Commander Wes Modder, a chaplain in the U.S. Navy, was reassigned because of his views on sex—especially premarital sex and homosexuality. A letter by his commanding officer stated that Modder is “unable to function in the diverse and pluralistic environment.”
Basically, in counseling sessions Modder shared with people what the Bible says. This didn’t go over well on a base where the CO had told him not to pray in Jesus’ name.
My initial reaction? I’m not surprised.... Read More
The 19th season of ABC’s The Bachelor just ended, and I’m not a happy girl.
Not because “the bachelor” dumped my favorite contestant. It’s because of how the show’s producers portrayed her.
I can summarize my irritation with how the show’s host introduced the final episode. When announcing the last two contestants remaining for the bachelor to choose from, he said something like this: “We have Whitney, the fertility nurse from Chicago, and then there’s Becca, the virgin from San... Read More
Have you seen the new Love Has No Labels video? In it, a giant X-ray shows the skeletons of people dancing and hugging and kissing. As they step out from behind the screen, people of different religions, colors, and abilities, as well as people of same gender, are greeted with shouts and applause.
“Love is love,” the public service announcement proclaims.
You might be expecting me to rail against this commercial. Honestly though, part of me agrees with the concept. After... Read More