I believe in a Jesus who straightened out all the crooked paths we humans devised and made the complicated things simple. I believe in a Jesus who welcomed the little children who longed to be near him. I am one of those little children, who is content just to at His feet.
After Ben’s birth in September 2011, I suffered from severe sleep deprivation, psychosis, and postpartum depression.
It was the darkest time in my life. I was hospitalized for nearly 2 weeks and separated from my newborn for most of that time. The situation was completely beyond my control but I felt so much shame over it. With the help of good doctors and my amazing family I began to recover and finally feel like myself again.
Letter to a friend: You lose a job. You lose a spouse. You might even lose a child. You lose car keys, your wallet, and your debit card. If you’re lucky, you lose weight. Some folks lose hair. You might even lose your mind. But lose God? No sir. You might lose heart. You […]
I learned a great lesson about messy grace in a high school classroom. I’m eavesdropping on a high school conversation. An openly gay boy, talking to a girl who is eleven weeks pregnant. The boy asked, “How awkward was it [telling your parents]?” And she responded, “Daddy threw a couple of things and cussed me […]