And how I'm learning to embrace it anyway.
We moved to Connecticut two years ago. It took nearly as long for people to start telling me that I am “religious.” It usually comes as an explanation for why I won’t like something or why I wouldn’t know about some local gossip. It almost always seems to mean that I am an outsider by choice.
Ours is a quintessential New England town—lots of old white houses with black shutters, lots of tall maple trees, a town green...read more
What family breakdown and spiritual friendship have taught me about the family of God.
I am a happily married mother. Most days, I wake up before the sun, and even with all three kids in school I spend the majority of my waking hours on tasks related to their needs. I pack lunches and help with homework and arrange playdates and drive to soccer practice and clip fingernails and toenails and purchase far too many fresh white socks on a regular basis. I pray with my kids and sing with them and read...read more
Thirteen stories for those of us who miss high school English class.
I was talking with a friend who teaches high school English about his syllabus this semester. He teaches junior English, which means he covers largely American literature (although they start with Shakespeare's Tempest). This year includes surprises like Upton Sinclair's The Jungle and predictable choices like Hawthorne's The Scarlet Letter. Regardless, talking to him made me think back to my years in school and the...read more
The temptation of utilitarianism.
A few weeks back, Richard Dawkins got the Twittersphere up in arms. When a woman asked what she should do with a prenatal diagnosis of Down syndrome, Dawkins replied, “Abort it and try again. It would be immoral to bring it into the world if you have the choice.” He provoked a somewhat predictable outcry from parents of children with Down syndrome and the general population alike.
Not surprisingly, conservative writers took up the cause....read more
What three kids in between diapers and puberty has taught me about holding on and letting go.
I’ve been waiting for nine years for this parenting moment to arrive. With children aged eight, six, and three (and no plans for an infant), I have hit a sweet spot. The past summer held the experiences I expected as a mom in the summertime—tennis lessons, skinned knees, popsicles, ice cream trucks, learning to swim, fireflies, loose teeth, summer reading in a quiet nook of the house after lunch,...read more
Some final thoughts, and a prayer, on how to respond when racial reconciliation seems hopeless.
Earlier this summer, I decided to dedicate some time and space on this blog to the concept of racial reconciliation within the church.
It began as a modest project. I invited a handful of pastors and church leaders from different ethnic backgrounds to reflect upon their experiences within the evangelical church or to suggest steps Christians could take towards greater...read more
A summary of my blog series on racial reconciliation and the church.
For the past month, this blog has hosted a series of guest posts offering thoughts on race and reconciliation within the church in America. I will offer my own thoughts about this series in a concluding post later this week, but I also wanted to offer an overview and summary of the posts as they appeared throughout the month of August. For those of you who have been following along throughout the month, or for those of you who have...read more
Three practical, public, and personal ways for the church to lead. The final guest post in our series on racial reconciliation, by Kyle Canty.
For the past month, this blog space has been dedicated to exploring the topic of racial reconciliation among Christians. I will offer a summary of all these posts on Monday as well as my concluding thoughts on Tuesday. Today I offer these empowering words about action we might take to help the church move toward healing and wholeness from Kyle Canty:
Four ways to see the beauty of the colorful world of people all around us. A guest post by Natasha Sistrunk Robinson.
“I don’t see color.”
I cringe inside every time I hear these words. In most instances, people utter them in an attempt to let me and all who are listening know that they are not racist or that they value people regardless of their race. But the statement itself devalues me as a person of color, and it does not foster the racial reconciliation and healing...read more
Beauty, lament, and sitting together at the foot of the cross.
Leroy Barber, Global Executive Director of Word Made Flesh, has been a leader within the evangelical community for over three decades. This past week Leroy joined other leaders in Ferguson in the wake of Michael Brown's death. We asked Leroy what’s been on his mind during these tumultuous days.
You run an international organization that keeps you busy around the globe. Why did you decide to go to...read more