On Giving Up Vague Prayers for a Well-Defined Faith

While the house sleeps, I curl up in the stuffed green chair to pray on quiet summer mornings. I find myself searching for words beyond the perfunctory request for God to "bless" my day, my children, my endeavors. "Bless" is shorthand for all of the needs around which I can't form words. I don't … [continue]

Practicing Peace in the Face of Fear

I am afraid of heights. Tight spaces. Physical pain. My husband's driving, and dying in a car accident (see husband's driving). I am afraid of the vice of Vegas. Snakes and scorpions. Running out of gas on a lonely highway, or losing my way while driving. More than anything, I am afraid of the wild … [continue]

Saying Goodbye to the Familiar to Make Way for the New

My husband sat in the driver's seat and popped his head out of the window, saying, "Say goodbye, this might be the last time you see your car!" I touched the side of the sliding door and said, "Goodbye, faithful friend." I tried to summon tears, but really, that's a bit dramatic, even for me, and he … [continue]

When You Feel Ill-Equipped to Lead Others into a Deeper Faith

The year I turned 24, I spent an unreasonable amount of time debating what color my hair should be. I indulged a mild obsession with the TV show Friends and regularly debated the merits of a Ross-and-Rachel combination. I quit my nursing job with good friends, sweet patients, and flexible hours to … [continue]

An Unlikely Friendship

We met when she still wore a thin gold band on her left ring finger. I sat next to her in the only seat available at the crowded table, not realizing from that point on, my life would be better because she was in it. As we sat in the restaurant surrounded by women who already knew one another, she … [continue]