Fear of books is real. I know that fear. I remember the books that entered our house while my husband went on his destruction journey. I rem

Having witnessed my spouse‘s walk away from the Church, I am trying to learn how to help my kids walk toward it.

I haven’t posted in a while—on a major book deadline and have also been part of a Psalter Group (a 40 day reading of the book of...

When my husband first turned away from Faith, my greatest fear was how it might affect my young children.

“My response is more holy than my opinion or solution…or the very opposite if I’m not careful.”

When I finally realized that doctrine held little weight to my skeptical husband, I was free to surrender…

I often speak too hastily, too much, too flippantly…then the task ahead is a matter of undoing. Yet, there’s no such thing as unhearing.

For the first time in my life, I entered a season of church division a few months ago (although, I divided myself from the Orthodox Church

Leaning into mystery and accepting The Way because “Jesus said so” is a liberating thing. ❤️

When my husband first deconverted, I was in a mindset of fear…surrounded by people who gave the devil and demons way too much credit.

There is a difference between viewing someone as a sinner versus as a sheep

Sometimes I have no words. I turn to Scripture, and I am gifted the words of my heart’s cry. I cannot put it any better than this:

As I have wrestled these past weeks, I realize how one of the greatest obstacles to authentic Christian representation of our time is

I have been caught in the recent tradition that I go to church to see what God has for me. The way I would gauge His movement was by...

A Gospel Glimpse: In Mark 6, Jesus walks on water, appearing as a ghost to His disciples. He calls out to them and says, "Take Courage.”...

My daughter slipped past the kids craft and stepped into the Ash Wednesday experience set up for adults. She knows her faith, she owns it

We are seven years from unanswered prayer. I tear up thinking about my heart back then--the faithful expectation of a quick fix...

I was walking a narrowing road to Jesus, holding my hand up in judgement to anything that could be questionable. I had practiced and memoriz

This might seem like a weird post for a blog about a Christian married to an Atheist, but if you understood how much these words are...

I treasured these things and pondered them in my heart. Not the gifts or the lights or the ornaments. No, this is just the setting. This is