Does God Want Me to Be “A Little Less Like Me”?

Does God Want Me to Be “A Little Less Like Me”?

I’m starting to pay attention to my “Christian triggers”- those moments when a phrase, or ism, or t-shirt from that ever-vague “Christian culture” catches on my soul like rough wood, leaving a splinter I can’t ignore. Yesterday I had such a trigger moment, listening to 

The Bible is Like Granola

The Bible is Like Granola

I’m notorious for selectively eating things. Before I had diabetes, I would pick out the cookie dough chunks from the cookie dough ice cream (and I would try to smooth the gaping holes over as though my family were idiotic enough to believe that Breyer’s 

Adaptability and the Root in the Rock

Adaptability and the Root in the Rock

I shuffled into a line at my daughter’s school behind other parents, each concealing our emotions over the coronavirus with varying degrees of success. One woman barely made eye contact while murmuring, “I can’t believe this is happening.” Some were quiet; others, like myself, were