The first time it rained after I moved to Texas, I remember jumping out of my bed in the early morning, clambering to find the source of what I presumed was a leak. The but the heavy drip that was coming off the eaves of the house was no leak, but just the natural flow … [Read more…]
The window at my desk is open, and I can hear the birds chirping in the just-budding trees. Baxter, my tuxedo cat, is nestled against the window screen, praying that it disappears long enough for him to escape into spring. In fact, I feel like I’ve just escaped into spring after being held captive in … [Read more…]
A few weeks ago, my best friend took me to the DuQuoin State Fair for a concert with Switchfoot and Lifehouse. She was a lifelong fan of Switchfoot, while I adored Lifehouse. It was a win-win for both of us, especially as we were equipped with food-on-a-stick and strawberry-lemon shakeups. Jennifer scored excellent seats, and … [Read more…]
Yesterday’s Youth Sunday School lesson was a quick hitter, inspired by a slide we went over in my Christian Heritage class last week as we concluded a lecture on social justice and the Church. The slide: “If the Church mediates the struggles of its people, then… What are the struggles of its people? What is the … [Read more…]