I will never forget the first time I taught the story of Sodom and Gomorrah. I had agreed to help teach a women’s Bible study on Genesis at my church. When I showed up to our teacher training day, I realized I was quite a bit younger than most of
I love Christmas decorations: twinkly lights, poinsettias, garland twirled around a staircase. My mom has an incredible collection of nativity scenes from around the world she puts up all over her house every year. Each scene is made from different indigenous materials, reflects different cultures, and includes slightly different elements.
A couple of years ago, I realized that I was spending way too much time on social media. When I was sad or lonely or insecure, I would get on Twitter or Instagram, post something I knew would provide the affirmation I needed, and wait for the likes and comments
I am a theology nerd. I once greeted my roommate in the morning with a rant about Jesus’ temptation and the hypostatic union, unaware that she might want to wait until after breakfast before diving into a theological problem. Her groggy response was met with an exacerbated, “That’s not how
I was busy preparing for Bible study—arranging comfy chairs, lighting a scented candle, laying out our curriculum—when I was overcome with love for the women in my group. We are a small group of women in our 20s and 30s. Some of us are working corporate jobs and some of
My parents love telling the story of my first evangelistic endeavor: teaching kids on my school bus to sing “Jesus Loves Me.” Apparently I found out one of my friends didn’t know about Jesus and I taught her to sing the song, instructed her to teach it to her parents,
Our readings today feature two women at two different tombs: Mary Magdalene at Jesus’ empty tomb, and Martha the sister of Lazarus mourning her brother outside of his tomb. At the sites of these two tombs, there is resurrection. There is also evidence that people do not understand the true
I’ll never forget the first time I felt real guilt. I was in elementary school, and a friend and I had been teasing one of our classmates by stealing his water bottle and hiding it around the classroom. Eventually, this little boy got tired of our silly game and told
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