The local church isn’t the hope of the world…

The local church isn’t the hope of the world…

The local church isn’t the hope of the world…Jesus is. In the wake of one of the largest church and organizational scandals in recent years, I find myself saddened, heartbroken, and yet strangely hopeful. I don’t go to Willow Creek, I don’t know the Hybels personally,...
On Life Together…

On Life Together…

When my daughter nurses, she holds out her little hand—outstretched toward me—until I stick out my finger. Then she grasps it tightly. Isn’t that all of us? Holding out our hands, waiting for safety, for nourishment, for comfort, for another person to be with us?...
On Joy…

On Joy…

Before my daughter Ana was born, I struggled to believe that she would ever come. I thought the struggle would end when she was born and I held her for the first time. But the anxiety had only just begun. One of my friends says that having kids is like having your...
30 Day Hunger Challenge

30 Day Hunger Challenge

The ten of us sat down, scattered about the cottage, enjoying a scrumptious smorgasbord of foods. Never had any of us enjoyed a meal of this sort…and perhaps never again. Some of our closest friends humoured us on our challenge, and we enjoyed quite the assortment of...
Facing Our Limits

Facing Our Limits

The real life revolution is all about being real, being authentic, being honest about who we are and where we are in life in ways that not only prevent us from living a double life, but help others live more authentically too. It is living into the good, the bad, and...
#RealLifeRevolution

#RealLifeRevolution

Grant and I were having dinner last summer with some friends who had recently given up social media. They are both very photogenic, attractive, funny people and had begun to find their identity caught up in their Instagram images. It started out as fun, but they...
Eating Our Share

Eating Our Share

Yesterday afternoon, before dinner was ready, my husband asked if I could bring him a snack while he watched our daughter. He received a handful of salt and vinegar chips, some tortilla chip dust from the bottom of the bag, a single slice of dried mango, and a half...
Choosing Meaning Over More Part II

Choosing Meaning Over More Part II

This is the second half of the challenge “Choosing Meaning Over More.” The last two items on the list are possibly the hardest, but also can be the most rewarding, and save the most money! 4. Expensive Getaways with Airbnb or Camping: When I was a teenager, I remember...
Choosing Meaning Over More This Summer: Part I

Choosing Meaning Over More This Summer: Part I

Living richly begins with the heart, not the wallet. But since many of you may be sitting down with your budgets for the summer before school is out, I thought it might be timely to look at a few ways to both shrink your bottom line and to grow your heart this summer....
On Dandelions…

On Dandelions…

a reflection… My husband decided that since today is beautiful outside, but not too hot, he is going to cut the grass. Though I would normally be thrilled by this, I was not! You see, our grass is barely grass; it is mostly a tiny field of luscious dandelions, and I...